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Land Of The Elephants


They usually sleep in herds

But they roam alone

They fill their huge bellies

To the brim

When they run at top speed

Stay out of their way

From their height

They can see everything

Beneath these Behemoths

As they lumber along

Carrying tons of weight

They have a secret code

Of communication

There is safety in numbers

As they take care of their own

These pachyderms do not live

In Zoos

It could be or not our luck

That we live in the land...

Of...Semi Trucks!

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