In the airport was a piece of luggage, unattended
In the luggage, an inspector apprehended
A package that contained a book
He peered inside and took a look
In the book there was a story on a page
In the story was a mountain
In the mountain was a cave
In the cave there was an elephant
And he was very brave
He had escaped from the zoo
Where the people were quite crazed
On the elephant was a saddle
In the pocket on the side
Was a pair of binoculars
Guess what you could see inside?
A country with a province
And a city with a street
On the street there was a building
Reaching over twenty feet
And in that building, there were people
Milling all around
Wondering what’s inside that luggage
Left unattended on the ground
Here comes an inspector
With a magnifying glass
In anticipation,
The people oohed and gasped
Some thought any minute
The luggage might explode
And with possibilities
It could overflow
Each one had ideas
Swirling beneath their hats
An elephant, a city
What do you think of that?
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