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Gentle giants of the forest
Igneous to my soul
Saviour or abhorrest
The American gaining control
Something horrible is going on
In a distant part of the world
Hunting, killing leaving their children
Something horrible is going on
In a distant part of the world
Stop these beasts that should be forbidden
Tusks turned into carvings and trinkets
This monstrous act of crime
A keystone species now you would think it
The epitome of all time
Something horrible is going on
In a distant part of the world
hunting, killing leaving their children
Something horrible is going on
In a distant part of the world
Stop these beasts that should be forbidden
Written by: Samuel Passey
