Intro: 
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Narrator: 
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Pillary stocks at the gallows tree dock 
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the crowd grew impatient as the clouds threatened rain 
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Elephant arrived at the Constable's side, 
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with her trunk locked in shackles, and her ankles in chains 

Bailiff: 
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"All rise, all rise, his Honor presides," 
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the Judge took the bench to the village brass cavalcade, 
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Elephant refused to swear the oath, said 
Elephant: 
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"I don't know anything about truth, 
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but I know falsehood when I see it, 
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and it looks like this whole world you've made" 

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Good of our chaplain to sail Kalispell Bay 
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And now down on his marrows for this old fool to pray, 
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"Lord, for sixty-some years I've surrendered my love, 
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to emblems of kindness, and not the kindness they were emblems of, 
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Trammels and rings, with the strength of old strings, 
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and some hobble skirt spring, by the old problem caught, 
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Children, sometimes I think all our thoughts are just things, 
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and then sometimes think things are just thoughts," 
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and the rabble rang 

Crowd: 
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"Hang! the Elephant must hang! the Elephant must hang! 
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Hang! the Elephant must hang! the Elephant must hang!" 

Elephant: 
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"A thirteen coil knot for the samovar pot!  
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Scottish Oatcakes in haversacks each to its grave 
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This mock trial can no more determine my lot, 
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than can driftwood determine the ocean's waves, 
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Brandish your ropes and your boards, and your basket-hilt swords, 
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but what is there can punish like a conscience ignored? 
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Yes, my body did just as you implied, 
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while some ghost we'll call 'I' idly watched through its eyes," 
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and the jury sang, 

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"Hang! the Elephant must hang! the Elephant must hang! 
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Hang! the Elephant must hang! the Elephant must hang! 
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Hang! the Elephant must hang! the Elephant must hang! 
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Hang! the Elephant must hang! the Elephant must hang!" 

Elephant: 
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   I feel it stealing now 
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   I feel it stealing now 
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   I feel it stealing now 
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   All adrift fathoms down