She only paints elephants, her mama said, feeling worried.
The rest of the artists do different things, you know that.
The mouse ran off, for his siblings had all scurried.
He knew that this artist’s elephants were fashionable and phat.
To help the mama out, the mouse talked the paintings up.
His grandma bought two, as did his Great-Great-Uncle Hup.
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