Great leathery elephant, cracked and wrinkled
I can see in your eye, a loving twinkle
Your son is everything he should be
Under the watery moon neath the bhanaji tree
Where will he go, when he's old enough to wander
What tune will he march with his steps of thunder
Such an elephant is bound to see the world
To visit secret places of which we have not heard....
Papa began travelling the world when he was just eight years old......