I Am a Camel, it said Snarling at Her

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I am a Camel, it said snarling at her,

A very old camel; you can tell by my fur,

My teeth and manner give also a hint,

And the hump on my back gives more than a hint.

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I can see by your hump, said Alice – I do,

And also your teeth and manner; it’s true,

The look on your face has me all in affray,

Groaning and snarling, in such a way.

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Still snarling at Alice, the Camel replied,

You’d never believe me; you’d think I had lied,

If the look on my face was gone; it’s a fact,

No one would listen or look at this chap.

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Without offering Alice a chance to reply,

The Camel went on with his horrible lie,

Creeping closer and closer, until ever so near,

He suddenly pounced and bit off her ear.

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Feeling the hurt and the blood running down,

Alice said, I was such a clown,

To have listened at all to a Camel like you,

Smelling of sweat and stinking like poo.

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