Torn Ear, an elephant who lost
A lot of ear in life's sojourns.
Torn here and there, as Torn Ear crossed
Kenya, making treks and returns.
Beating the odds for years and years
Of victimized by greedy man.
Hundred pound tusks beneath his ears,
Being great as elephants can.
But that fateful day came to be
When Torn Ear's path did cross upon
The too oft human tendency
To murder, and Torn Ear was gone.
Poisoned arrows were shot one day,
And Torn Ear's life was torn away.
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