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Heya, friends.
For this week’s read-aloud, we’re sending the second of our poems about made-up animals.
Last week it was the centicow.
This week, meet the platyphant!
The Platyphant
Platyphants happen when platypi
and packs of pachyderms pass by
each other in a mall or park
and inside two there is a spark
of longing never felt before,
a tingly feeling called amour.
They turn from their respective herds.
They find each other. They share words
that quickly turn into romance
then wedding bells, then platyphants!
Platyphant fur is ottery,
and since they like things watery
they have webbed feet and tails that slap
(and ears that when they ride bikes, flap).
They’re made of lots of odds and ends,
though in the end aren’t WE, my friends?
Tusk and duckbill, eggshell, stinger,
this, that, and thingamajinger.
We’ve all got bits of the above,
but what we’re really made of’s love.
See you next week with a blobfish.
Till then, happy reading aloud.
— Bob and Jeff
PS. Our Big Idea for this month is called Word Things. You can get them on T-shirts. Here’s a cute little guy wearing one:
PPS. Did you know that there was somebody else in the race between the tortoise and the hare? There was. We’ll be sending you that story next month. It’s called, “How the Fox Got Its Meander.”
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