To the small German town came the circus and it
had amongst many animals also an old elephant.
One morning it broke loose and took to the woods
where it met a man of seventy-five out early to
pick wild flowers for his wife, the elephant charged
killed him, to make matters worse ate the flowers.
Death comes in many forms, but this was a surprise.
The animal was shot, where could it possibly hide
a tiny forest bordering a little town and a motorway.
The keeper of the elephant cried too they had been
together for twenty years and could not understand
why his trusted friend had gone mad.