National Poetry Month-Day 13- “Villain-elle” With Elephants

Unfortunately, it’s a bit hard to read the text in the pictures (it’s kind of small and blurry), so I have printed the full text below the pictures.  Jump to that, if you can’t read on the frames.

Here’s the poem without elephants!

VILLAIN-ELLE

He twirled his ‘stache when he thought no one could see
and kept away from rope and railroad track,
for a cartoon villain was not what he would be–

what he sought was originality.
Wearing a hat that was not quite white, nor black,
he twirled his ‘stache when he thought no one could see,

until the day he met that Miss Bonnee,
whose single smile made all his knees go slack.
Though a cartoon villain was not what he would be,

she steered him to a classic robbery,
a bank heist with a gun, a car out back,
He twirled his ‘stache when he thought no one could see,

but see they could, if only digitally.
She whispered, as she relieved him of the sack,
that cartoon villain was not what he would be,

“my hero,” and other murmured fiddle-dee,
till his bent head received a good hard whack.
She twirled her stash when she thought no one could see.
A cartoon villain was not what she would be.

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P.S.  If you like villanelles, look at that category or tag on the site, as I’ve posted a bunch.

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