| On the 15th of May
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| In the Jungle of Nool
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| In the heat of the day
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| In the cool of the pool
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| He was splashing
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| Enjoying the jungle’s great joys
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| When Horton the Elephant
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| Horton the Elephant
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| Horton the Elephant
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| Heard a small noise
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| Help! |
| Help!
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| So Horton stops splashing
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| He looked toward the sound
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| That’s funny
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| Thought Horton
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| There’s no one around
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| Then he heard it again
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| Just a very faint yelp
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| As if some tiny person were calling for help
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| Help! |
| Help!
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| I’ll help you
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| Said Horton
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| But who are you and where?
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| He looked and he looked
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| He could see nothing there
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| But a small speck of dust blowing past
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| Through the air
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| I say! |
| How confusing
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| I’ve never heard tell of a small speck of dust that was able to yell
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| So, you know what I think
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| I think there must be someone on top of that small speck of dust
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| Some poor little person shaking with fear
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| That he’ll blow in the pool
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| He has no way to steer
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| He’s alone in the universe
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| I’ll just have to save him
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| Because after all
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| A person’s a person, no matter how small
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| A person’s a person no matter how small
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| So gently, and using
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| The greatest of care
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| The elephant stretched
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| His great trunk through the air
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| And he lifted the dust speck
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| And carried it over
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| And placed it down
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| Safe!
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| On a very soft clover |