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& giants tumble to feed ivory lusts! majesty is besmirched by poachers’ thrusts! 12,000 pounds of majesty for 6 feet of tusk! oh man! what manner of greed lies in thy husk! & giants fall, robbed by day for cruel gain! they trumpet in protest, a mournful strain! ivoryless corpses litter lands they once trod! o! majesty lays desecrated on barren sod! when shall we stop these haunting hunts that turn trumpeting to dying grunts? salute the Elephants, grant them their place! let not their glory vanish from nature’s face!