My sister dear can't seem to hear
Our mom or dad when they call,
And her hearing goes out even more if I shout
That it's time to sweep the hall.
But when I think I'm all alone
And mumble something dumb,
Or take a lick on an ice cream cone,
Or drop a cookie crumb,
Her ears perk up and start to grow
Till a giant pair appears.
And they stretch way out, and slowly show
She's got those elephant ears!
They flap at fleas, they make a breeze,
And boy, does she look weird.
(And now I gotta say goodbye—
She heard me, just as I feared!)
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