The Bad Child's Book Of Beasts/The Camelopard

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The Camelopard

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The Camelopard, it is said By travellers (who never lie),

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He cannot stretch out straight in bed Because he is so high. The clouds surround his lofty head, His hornlets touch the sky. How shall I hunt this quadruped? I cannot tell! Not I!

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(A picture of how people try And fail to hit that head so high.)

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I'll buy a little parachute (A common parachute with wings), I'll fill it of arrowroot And other necessary things,

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And I will slay this fearful brute With stones and sticks and guns and slings.

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(A picture of

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how people shoot With comfort from a parachute.)