If I Were An Elephant
Here I am performing tricks
Under a very big tent
I'm often chained and beaten too,
much to my discontent
I remember when they took me
Where once I roamed so free
Put me in a big crate
And brought me over the sea
I often think about that place
Where once I used to be
I'm hoping those I left behind
Are still roaming free
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2016
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