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Dumbo the Flying Elephant

This poem references standing in long Disney World lines, which I did for many, many hours as a child. I was so happy when Sweet Tree Review picked this one up.

Mickey Mouse balloon at Disney theme park in the evening against backdrop of lights
Photo by Steven Lozano on Unsplash

Dumbo the Flying Elephant

This is the line that circles itself

and the circling ride that moves

forward without getting anywhere.

Dumbo's smile says holy hell

sixteen times with every turn.

I tell my brother if he loves his thumb so much

he should marry it. Mom's face

says This is hell. Brother cries,

says he has to go potty. Dumbo's smile falters;

he'll be hosed off hard again, and bleached.

A better family passes us, again.

My father towers between the sun and me.

Mom interrogates brother, How long, how long

can you hold it? The show's about to start.

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