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Laconic meadows of sleepy tree branches ,lazy grass lolling
Below a blue yawning sky.
Brief spasm bursts of windy breath, carrying a flotilla of daffodils
across this idyllic scene.
Then the elephant hit the ground.
SPLAT! blood, intestines and various other organs
Carpeted the landscape; leaving a image almost akin to a Jackson Pollock painting.
Although the events leading up to the untimely death of theUnfortunate pachyderm, were much more M C Escher.
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Haha, that was clever. I love it. The bit at the end about the artists was great. It's so funny because the beginning is such a nice scene and then it gets dirty. I think I like this.
