The Ele's Phant

As you know,
I've been writing a never-ending poem.  I've been doing quite well (in my opinion) and I'm quite close to the end of page twenty.  So at this point, it's nearly an ode.  Keep it up at this pace, and it'll become .. wait for it...wait for it...a really long poem.  Anyway, here's the most recent section.

Imagine:  What if the elephant lost its phant?
Would we call it ele forever,
And ever
And ever
Happily ever after?
Or would we set up a search party
Looking for the ele's phant
Looking in his trunk
And in his suitcase too
Looking under his foot
And under his yard tooo
Looking behind his ear
And behind his wheat too.

I have to go now.  I hope you liked it!