Guns of the Gods by Talbot Mundy
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page 140 of 349 (40%)
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An Elephant Interlude Watch your step where the elephants sway Each at a chain at the end of a day, Hurrumdi-didddlidi-um-di-ay! Nothing to do but rock and swing, Clanking an iron picket ring, Plucking the dust to flirt and fling; Keep et ceteras out of range, Anything out of the way or strange Suits us elephant folk for change - Various odds and ends appeal To liven the round of work and meal. Curious trunks can reach and steal! Fool with Two-tails if you dare; Help yourself. But fool, beware! Whatever results is your affair! We are the easiest beasts that be, Gentle and good and affectionate we, You are the monarchs; we bow the knee, Big and obese and obedient--um! Just as long as it suits us--um! Hurrumti-tiddli-di-um-ti-um! (Unfortunately at this point Akbar's attention was diverted to another matter, so the rest of his picket-song goes unrecorded.) |
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