There was an ant in the forest of Savanna,
One day when she
didnt see her panty went banana.
She thought and then an idea flushed in her mind,
She went to her neighbor eliphant but did not find.
At last she spotted him bathing in the pool,
She shouted at him like anything 'o bloody fool,
Is it you who is wearing my breech without consent? '
When other eliphants heared that they fell and faint.
The jumbo came out of pool and then he mentained,
'I thought you have gone with my brassiere my friend'.
Distrust is the thing which almost mute the sense,
You can take this funny story of Ant for instance.
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