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my elephant in the room

My elephants body is Yellow and black He has a pumpkin orange head Be careful when you hit his White striped trunk It'll knock you dead He has flopped out ears And glass tusks instead And i fill him with only The tastiest flowers I myself have bred My elephant is a bubbler The hitters on the back of his dome So when you hear that bubbling crue You'll know Theres an elephant in the room
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Mar 5, 2013
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