They walk in line, trunk to tail,
To their watering holes. Drink —
Innocents drink the water.
Then forty-one trumpets sound;
Bellowing, they all fall down.
The elephant's child is dead.
Fade to Gray
News Analysis With a Sense of Humor
News Analysis With a Sense of Humor
They walk in line, trunk to tail,
To their watering holes. Drink —
Innocents drink the water.
Then forty-one trumpets sound;
Bellowing, they all fall down.
The elephant's child is dead.
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So haunting. A shame to have to be written, a privilege to be able to share.
So haunting. A shame to have to be written, a privilege to be able to share.