A lot of that ivory
was ages-old 'fossil' stuff
of less value than fresh:
found in a cave
hidden from the greed of the Ivory Age,
for more later,
for hate or religious belief;
or the elephants' graveyard was found
and plundered of its worth less tusks
for a huge Bonefire For Love.
But would they so do
to as much fresh stuff too?
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