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