Fantastic photographs and stories. Hugs, Barbara
While strolling through the park one day, in the merry merry month of May (at the southern end),
I was taken by surprise, by a pair of roguish eyes,
I was scared but I didn’t run away,
He walked along so daintily, moving as graceful as can be,
His legs were like the trunks of trees, I hardly came up to his knees,
He looked at me again, and I knew we would be friends,
He’s just a little bigger than me!
He had the cutest baby too, about as old as me and you,
Maybe soon one day, we could all go out and play,
And be friends with one, elephants in the park,
He walked along so daintily, moving as graceful as can be,
I though I’d seen a lot of things, from New York to Colorado Springs,
From his tail up to his trunk, from the…
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