My Elephant is Missing

　　I cannot find my elephant.

　　He must have run away.

　　He isn't on the sofa

　　where he promised he would stay.

　　I've looked around the living room,

　　the kitchen and the hall.

　　My elephant is missing

　　and I'm not sure who to call.

　　I'll need to get a bloodhound

　　who can track him by his scent,

　　or hire a house detective

　　to discover where he went.

　　He isn't in the basement

　　or the attic or the yard.

　　You'd think, to find an elephant

　　would not be quite so hard.

　　Perhaps I'll make some posters,

　　and I'll offer a reward.

　　I'd make it more, but fifty cents

　　is all I can afford.

　　If you should see my elephant,

　　he answers to "Jerome."

　　Please tell him that I miss him

　　and I wish he'd come back home.

　　He knows the way. It's up the street

　　and down our garden path.

　　And next time I won't warn him

　　when it's time to take his bath.