They told me that the elephant
Would just never forget
And so with failing memory
I went outside to get
Myself an elephant to come
And memorise for me
All those things I would fail to store
In later history
I bid this elephant to pave
His neural corridors
With recollections in his mind
To open up the doors
Of mnemonic strategy
Recall what would not stick
In hope that friendly elephant
Would capture them real quick
But sadly it did not work out
For tell him as I did
To hold my thoughts up in his brain
Even for a few quid
He simply didn’t understand
As I had so presumed
And that is how he became the
Elephant in the room
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