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Horton was sitting in the hay
One day
Could've been a Saturday
But anyway
Horton was rockin to his mp3 in the hay
When he heard a tiny voice say "Hey!"
Now Horton was an elephant of mucho grande heart
But that tiny voice gave Horton a start
He lept to his feet
Which was no small feat
Then he felt something squish under his feet
He looked down and lost his gum
And that's the story of
When Horton met Tom Thumb
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HORTON HEARS A HEY, by Ray Nichols 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 1 reviews.
Coy Day More than 1 year ago
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