In these trying times
Let us not forget the mirth,
The unbridled joy,
Reminiscent of our youth
When humor still lived
In the great absurdity
Of footprints in the butter.
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Aroil in Pain 
I am not sure what pachyderms have to do with this poem, but then again I don’t know how one (especially a pachyderm) could get his footprints in the butter! 🙂 Delightful poem.
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The prompt for this was to create something inspired by the first joke you remember being told!
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