Dawn ZentuWelcome to the Pink Elephant
Under the flashing neon light
The publican doth tend
The tender pours the drinks all night
With sail like ears to lend
And his bar from trouble's grasp
With curve'ed tusk, defends
His trunk is curled, and nosed, and strong
Shades cover up his eyes
One arm is inked with gentle pink
"Mom" in the heart-shape lies
He'll take your order, mix it well
And serve it well, besides.
