The Pride
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He is a mighty tusker in the wild
Wandering through the gracing land
Eating tender leaves and grass
The gracing land he prefers to walk
The flowing river he likes to take bath
Hills are not at all obstacle
Hills are his hiding place for a nap
The big tusk he shows to every one
And fondly accepts the appreciation
But keeping away with a dignified look
Slowly walking in the wild of hills
The Tusker is proud enough in its birth
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