I cannot find my elephant.He must have run away.He isn't on the sofawhere he promised he would stay.I've looked around the living room,the kitchen and the hall.My elephant is missingand I'm not sure who to call.I'll need to get a bloodhoundwho can track him by his scent,or hire a house detectiveto discover where he went.He isn't in the basementor the attic or the yard.You'd think, to find an elephantwould not be quite so hard.Perhaps I'll make some posters,and I'll offer a reward.I'd make it more, but fifty centsis all I can afford.If you should see my elephant,he answers to "Jerome."Please tell him that I miss himand I wish he'd come back home.He knows the way. It's up the streetand down our garden path.And next time I won't warn himwhen it's time to take his bath.