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There once was a little elephant,
On my bedroom dresser,
He was made of glass,
He was very beautiful,
I ran my hand over him,
He felt smooth as ice,
He was as transparent as the tropical sea,
I called him Herb,
And wasn’t he superb!
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Kristen Ulrich
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Comments (2)
It's really superb. I'm in love
Awww, Herb is definitely superb! Love Herb and your poem!