Our old van had a registration number that included the letters ENP, so in order to help me remember the registration, I made up this little phrase.
"Elephants never party".
So I came up with this little poem....
"Hey", says mama elephant,
" Let's party the night away.
Put on your brightest gear
And together we shall sway.
I like reggae music, but Mildred
Likes old pop.
Make it a real all night party,
We'll dance till we drop.
Daisy, there, is almost past it,
But she likes a bit of twist.
So let's get down and boogie,
Make sure no one is missed.
Ethel will bring good food,
And Dolores even better wine-
Get us in a good mood.
We're sure to have a good time.
Don't say we never party-
We can party like the best.
So come on ladies let's travel,
We haven't got time to rest.
It's only a few days journey
To our favourite party spot.
So tails to trunks together
And off we'll jolly well trot.
Thank you for reading, Kath
1 comments:
Kath, I liked your happy little poem. It's strange how the mind works. I wonder why you chose Elephants Never Party as a mnemonic to remember your number-plate. Was it a grey car with big wing-mirrors???
I've never memorised car registrations in that way. For some months on my way to work I used to pass a big old coach parked in a lay-by. The coach possessed the number-plate ANU81S, which I thought at the time would make a great registration for the Egyptian Bus Of The Dead, an idea which has laid dormant for 30 years....until now ;-)
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