The Inkwell

Nothing could be seen more colourful

than watching the local school of Heffalumps

painting a picture to show in the zoo

producing something on the ground with their pawprints

projecting a mass of pinks and purples

and perhaps yellow, as primroses and pansies are printed

not forgetting the rainbow of other colours

rising into the forest sky

and Mum and Dad and Grampa and Grandma

raise up their trunks – as their little heffalump makes colours fly