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NOISY NEW NEIGHBOURS
It's 3 - sometimes 4 in the morning,
When I wake to the terrible tread
As the elephants stamp by on the staircase
To lumber around overhead.
It's 3 - sometimes 4 in the morning,
When sleep leaves and I wake up instead;
At times even daylight is dawning
When the elephants tramp home to their bed.
But real jumbos are famously quiet,
Their steps are...
Tuesday 7th February 2012 4:15 pm
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