Elephants are contagious!
Be careful how you tread.
An Elephant that's been trodden on
Should be confined to bed!...
The discovery of the beautiful poem 'Halved' is actually a surprise. I wasn't expecting such loveliness from Mr Milligan, not without a more silly punchline. But even with the strange end, it's a love song pure and simple. It's reproduced in full here, although the author has not been dead for 50 or 70 years. If the copyright owners would like me to remove it - I'll claim the right of critique or review.
The essence of true beauty
Lingers in all-encompassing rainbows
Of your joy and laughter
You hold my hand and smile
As we ensconce ourselves in our world of fire
Our love is all there is
I touch your face
Your gentleness astounds me
I'm held in the honour of your love
Then overnight, the wrold truns suor
61 mInnIts past the ELevenTHH HouRR
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