rue, I've been shaken - and true, I've been bad.
But how can you say that this elephant's mad?
This Loopidy sickness has sharpened my brain!
My ears are quite large, and I hear things quite plain.
So before you pass judgment, please let me explain...
 

hat creature named Sam was peddling his ham
And those green-colored eggs... I told him to scram!
He pleaded with me just to sample that junk.
Each time I'd refuse him and turn up my trunk!
 

is manner was pleasant; his tone, quite humane,
But something about him did things to my brain.
It wasn't his eggs that made my temper fly,
Not the plate, not the spam - I think it was his Eye!
 

is sinister orb was most eerily green,
Like his grass-colored eggs; O how vile, how obscene!
That stare seemed to make my flesh crawl and blood chill
And I knew right away - it is Sam I must kill!  

ne day I told Sam that I'd sample his pork.
He gleefully held out a bit on a fork
and I ripped the utensil from him with my trunk!
I poked out the Eye of that ham-sucking punk!
I jumped toward him with my whole two tons intent
on quashing Sam's life - one hundred per cent!
 

buried him under the theedlewog bush
And jumped in a pool to rinse blood off my tush.
How smart I was, Sam! How sane was my plan!
So sure I'd be implicated by no man! -
It was then I stopped splashing. I heard a queer sound...
A faint tumpata-tump - but there's no one around!
 

hen I heard it again. But - who was it? Where?
... From the theedlewog bush? No! It can't be from there!

Well, it's not from the theedle that I hear this thumping
It must be Sam's compacted heart - it's still pumping!
My ears are quite large, and I do hear this sound
and I feel his cold stare through all six feet of ground.

he thump grew and grew like a clockwork in Hell
'til a glum kangaroo could have heard it as well...
and all of the beasts of the jungle, I'm sure,
could hear the percussion I scarce could endure!