Sounds like thunder by Joe Lyons
The elephants come into view tramping down the track
Inbred in each of them they knew they’d be coming back
The ground shakes like an earthquake
With branches falling in their wake
Onward they tramp with never a backward glance
Single file never faltering they move like in a trance
There are so many elephants here it sounds just like thunder
Trees now a shake so bad, would it tear them all asunder?
It took more than an hour for the procession to pass
Moving forever forward they travelled on, in mass
Only the old bull moved warily his eyes missed nothing
Their pace raised smelling the river, where they’d soon be quaffing
A leopard stopped in front of them before scurrying away
The old bull trumpeted loudly as if to save the day
The river refreshing as they wash and drink their fill
Now crossing the river to where the land is greener still
They make their way to a place of safety where elephants can rest
In the past here they stayed with food and safety it will be best
Elephant migration is a sight to behold
For those lucky enough to see; these are the stories to be told
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