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If You Ever Meet an Elephant

(To the tune of "The Battle Hymn of the Republic" or "Glory, Glory Hallelujah")

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If you ever meet an elephant who wants to join your band,
it’s the sort of situation that will never go as planned,
so you’d better tell him “No” and try to make him understand,
before he starts to play.

First he’ll stumble and go crashing.
Then your stuff will take a bashing.
He’ll be dancing as he’s smashing.
He’ll act like this all day.

Then you’ll never make him leave because he’s happy as a clam
and it doesn’t make a difference if you yell at him to scram
when the only thing he wants to do is jump around and jam
and never go away.

He’ll be walloping and whacking.
Then you’ll need financial backing.
So you’d better send him packing
before he starts to play.

 --Kenn Nesbitt

Copyright © 2012. All Rights Reserved.

Reading Level: Grade 4

 


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