Thank you for the wonder of you. I'm curious about you, almost as if you were a dinosaur. I love your tree trunk thighs, wrinkly round eyes and fly-flapping ears. I see you're playful for peanuts, tossing them casually from trunk to mouth.
You're famous for...um...what are you famous for, again? Oh yeah, you're famous for having a good memory. And if memory serves me correctly, you are afraid of mice. Is that true?
I'm grateful for the opportunity to touch your leathery skin and witness your shy side, to watch your slow and deliberate moves, to see you protect your baby.
Dear Elephant, I feel sorry for you, because when you are in the room, everybody can see you, but no one will acknowledge you!
jojobee
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