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We stalked the dusty terrain as the sun set to dusk The air hung hot and heavy with much animal musk We almost called it quits but we spotted the Ivory tusks The setting sun shone upon turning them yellow gold And the great beast who carried them was many a years old And so they would be told And so they would be told With a charge we hasten down the hill. Ropes flung but the beast still had will. And I aimed my rifle to the climatic **** The shot rumbled across the twilight sky and the elephant had died. The majestic body to the ground it rolled. When they stole the Ivory tusks came over me a lonely cold. And so they would be sold. And so they would be sold.
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May 21, 2012
May 21, 2012 at 3:06 PM UTC
And so they would be sold
We stalked the dusty terrain as the sun set to dusk The air hung hot and heavy with much animal musk We almost called it quits but we spotted the Ivory tusks The setting sun shone upon turning them yellow gold And the great beast who carried them was many a years old And so they would be told And so they would be told With a charge we hasten down the hill. Ropes flung but the beast still had will. And I aimed my rifle to the climatic **** The shot rumbled across the twilight sky and the elephant had died. The majestic body to the ground it rolled. When they stole the Ivory tusks came over me a lonely cold. And so they would be sold. And so they would be sold.
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May 21, 2012
May 21, 2012 at 3:06 PM UTC
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