Between an Elephant and an Octopus

My trunk is far too powerful
no sooner do I sneeze
than windows crack and shatter
from the impact of the breeze

Extraordinary times call for unexpected measures
My top concern in this big mess: to satisfy your pleasure
To be fair—I always am—your wish is paramount
To absolutely no one else, of this there is no doubt
To grant desire, fulfill your hope, I’ll muscle up my muster
I’ll persevere to gratify without a hint of Irish bull
Face-to-face, encounter we, and what a face you flashed
Your palm, it loomed up by your nose then into mine it smashed
An Eskimo kiss with a schnozzle like this?  Pointlessly you tried to pull,
but alas alack! My trunk is far too powerful

I shake my head; my eyes betray how efficacious
I won’t be. An intimate kiss, if that’s your wish, audacious,
don’t you see? Nonetheless, I seek your hope
While concurrently skipping my own rope.
Did you inquire my truest desire?
To hang my hat on a bedpost in Belize
My quandary, if you need to know, is how to ship
A bodacious ‘phant coupled with my grip
The very idea causes me to wheeze
No sooner do I sneeze

Than the map disperses, flies away
No wonder my voyage flowed astray
It’s easy to see why I ended up here
I was headed south by Caribbean sea
When my snoot did honk and we spun about
like a beater in a bowl of pancake batter
Then a hurricane launched us to Newfoundland
And Baffin Bay became our rendezvous
If I bestow a smooch, won’t it matter
that all the windows crack and shatter

Although as a pachyderm, I’m quite subtle
When the neighbors see us buss, what’ll
they say? What might they think?
For I can say with surety, from having seen others
my tail will flip and my trunk will hoot
From zero to fifty by rapid degrees
And what about you and those suction cups?
Oh, hang it all! Pucker, kiss, then squeeze!
These Yup’ik folk can enjoy the show
from the impact of the breeze

from the impact of the breeze
that all the windows crack and shatter
No sooner do I sneeze
My trunk is far too powerful

Cabeza from It’s Hard to Be an Elephant by Jack Prelutsky

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I told Jax who is also working on a glossa, that indeed, these buggers can be difficult! So I said I'd post mine and she could post hers.