The Elephant's Long Trunk

Long and strong, the Elephant's trunk, A marvel in the jungle bunk! Near a river, green and wide, Where happy creatures love to hide.

The Monkey swung from vine to tree, A cheeky grin for all to see. Brightly feathered Birds took flight, Singing tunes both day and night.

The Elephant, with trunk so grand, Made footprints deep upon the sand. He spied the Monkey, reaching high, For mangoes juicy in the sky.

"Oh, Monkey dear," the Elephant boomed, "Those mangoes seem to be entombed! Just watch my trunk, a helpful friend, Your fruity struggles now will end!"

He stretched his trunk, so long and true, And plucked the mangoes, ripe and new. The Monkey cheered, a joyful sound, As mangoes tumbled to the ground!

The Birds felt thirsty, hot and dry, Beneath the blazing jungle sky. The Elephant, with gentle grace, Filled up his trunk with river's embrace.

He sprayed a shower, cool and bright, The Birds danced in the watery light. They chirped their thanks, a grateful song, The Elephant was helpful, strong!

Picking fruit and helping friends, His helpful journey never ends. He smiled so wide, a happy sight, The Elephant, a guiding light.

Best help ever, through and through, The Elephant's long trunk saw them through! Beside the river, green and deep, Friendship's secrets they did keep!