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Aardvarks
The aardvarks came out one by one,
Their buttocks glinting in the sun,
And each was gay and free and wise
And each had eaten twelve mince pies.
They did not run, they did not walk,
They did not seem to want to talk,
They sat and rolled their gleaming eyes
Beneath the spinach of the skies.
O Aardvark! You're a friend of mine,
You turned my water into wine,
And when I'd nearly lost my soul
You saved me with a sausage roll!
poem
by
John Thorkild Ellison
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