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No tigers burning bright
No forests shade their light
No eagle-eyes above - that bird has flown

Like church mice, we're all poor
With no howling wolves at the door
We all know that dog has had its day

The elephant's a feat of our memory
Now there's no room
For anything but ivory towers of our apathy

We sent the dodo first
Went on to do our worst
Distracted swine - we trampled all the pearls