If the Daily Mail got me \u00a3410 thousand
\nA few years ago
\nThe readerS were sure as I was
\nIn fact everyone there did know
\nLOngleat was going to provide us
\nWith a haven and ele’s around
\nThey sure were noble intentions
\nBut since then there has not been a sound<\/p>\n
Cracknell said I needed privacy and
\nWhat would he know how I tick
\nI went along with all that what could I do?
\nHe must have thought I was thick
\nFrom my birth in Sri Lanka
\nAll those years ago
\nThe circus the beatings the pain
\nWith the mirror the mail and the sun
\nOn my trail and the guardian too
\nIt was plain<\/p>\n
As the trunk on my face
\nPeople loved me
\nAnd longleat Just wasnt to be
\nMy forever place
\nThat wasn’t the case
\nLimousin France Held the key<\/p>\n
There were at least other elephants there
\nAnd it was friendship, that’s what
\nI needed for afterall my heart was broken
\nUp to that time I had not
\nHad all my wishes granted For certain
\nInfact I had been badly let down
\nPromises promises courage aforethought
\nWhen I left Colombo town<\/p>\n
The beauty of all of those forests
\nA pearly in the ocean for me
\nSure I was young buy my dreams conquered all
\nAnd the rest of mynlife I could see
\nTurned from pure magic to frightful and shocking
\nPut on a ship with the waves was I rocking
\nSickly like hell but promised that I
\nWould reach a place with the bluest of sky<\/p>\n
Ofcourse they were lies what a odious place
\nGraceless and repulsive
\nNot something to face
\nA circus the ankus used often on me
\nBashed where it hurts but where no one could see
\nOne after another the trainers came by
\nBashing me senseless and winking their eye
\nA throwback to mahouts who treated me poor
\nAnd made me feel sicker than seeing deaths door<\/p>\n
Born free were sentient the rest not at all
\nAdrian Lanfear came when I did call
\nHe was my friend he showed to me
\nHe cared, his petition its out there to see
\nIts all just so tedious being stuck here
\nI twiddle my trunk dropping one or two tear
\nIts so deadly dull and such a lack of fire
\nThat in essence I never may find true desire<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
If the Daily Mail got me \u00a3410 thousand A few years ago The readerS were sure as I was In fact everyone there did know LOngleat was going to provide us With a haven and ele’s around They sure were … Continue reading