An elephant of thinking,
Bought a new house.
It needn’t be said but it was huge.
But when seen from outside the house was a tiny brick work,
Where the entrance was in an old tree,
Which was the gateway to the land of magic.
The elephant had built a garden and a playground,
Often playing with his children there and being happy all day for that was everything for them (The elephant and his family).
The thinking elephant went on to build a new school where many students honed and sharpened all good brilliance in them.