Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Consummatum est

Then Babar, the wise old elephant king,
went on a journey,
a long long journey,
to find the snow bunnies' ancestral home.
Long did he linger, far did he wander,
year followed year,
stretched into centuries,
and the planet grew old.

And then at last he opened his eyelids,
and lo! he was surrounded by snow bunnies,
row upon row of solemn still snow bunnies.
"Welcome, King Babar," they said.

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