The Elephant King
I told my friend the sovereign of my love
And gave him a sweet potato too
I scratched his back and talked to him
Of dusty days and circus nights and zoos
He lives now in a Sanctuary and is a great king who
Humans such as I are honored to give him his baths
Surrounded by wives and concubines, and a few zebras too
He wanders around his empire along his special paths
Elephants are easily sicken by human ills, viruses and flu
So I send him treats in remembrance as a friend from afar
Hoping as the summer goes by we will be again in touch
That I may sit near with him as we watch the evening star
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