wild times

i was driving on a happy Sunday, singing the highway song;

 i saw an elephant tall and strong.

i thought i'd drive past. i waited. i honked.

he did not budge. he did not move. he stood. he stared.

i glared at him,

he glared back.

i showed him the finger,

he took me out of the car and threw me aside.

moral of the story 1: a finger is no match to the trunk. 

moral of the story 2:never mess with an elephant. =|

wild times...Gulzar style:

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