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