I went to check on a elk.
It was eating grass in a bulk.
Seeing me, it started to sulk.
I seemed a pain in its neck.
It's dinner was now a wreck.
I should have stayed on the deck.
Not clicking pictures, what the heck!
For the elk, I seemed like a speck,
Disturbing its input for milk
For her calves, separated by a trek.
I need to keep this poem on a check
For words rhyming with elk
Are not available in bulk!
