THE VERY SMALL GIRAFFE
Once there lived
Such a small giraffe
Not a tall giraffe
But a small giraffe
Though he tried to walk tall
He was terribly small
And would tumble and fall
Would the small giraffe
And his brothers all laughed
Cos they thought him daft
But he stretched his neck
Said what the heck
I can reach to the top of the tree
And he gasped
As he stretched
Yes I can
No I can’t
And he stretched
And he grasped
Till he jetted to the top
Of a thorn-tree plant
On that plant was a very tiny ant
Well a wily old ant
And he heard him chant
If you wait a bit
You will grow a smit
And reach the top of the tree
Deep in the bog
Was a hungry frog
Not a great big frog
But a very tiny frog
With a great big plan
To cross the dam
What a great big job
For a very tiny frog
With a great big head
And his brothers all said
If you listen to us
You can hop on a bus
But you won’t hop over the dam
So he swam
And he sank
And he swam
How he stank
And he swam
And he sank
Till he reached to the edge
Of the farthest bank
On that bank dozed a crocodile
Yes a crocodile
And he had to smile
If you wait a bit
You will grow a smit
And hop right over the dam
Once there laboured
A stubborn mule
He was nobody's fool
And he stuck to the rule
But he dreamt away
As he laboured all day
That to live in style
One must live on the Nile
And his brothers all laughed
Cos they thought him daft
But he loaded his pack
And never turned back
And went in search of the Nile
And he'd trot
Not a lot
Cos a horse
He was not
And it got
Rather hot
And he pottered to a stop atop
A racing course
On that course
Was a racing horse
He was dumb of course
And was anyway hoarse
But together they went
One a thoroughbred gent
They went in search of the Nile
Never was the small giraffe
To repeat his gaff
Never was the hungry frog
To go hungry as a hog
While the thoroughbred horse
And the mule of course
Went off in search of the Nile
FIRST ENCORE
By the sea
Lived an elephant
Well a baby elephant
With one helluva rant
What he ranted about
Was a little in doubt
Cos he had to shout
Just to get a word out
And his brothers all laughed
Cos they thought him daft
But at last he spoke
In a very tiny croak
That he thought he needed to pee
Well a flea
Needs to pee
So it's said
Frequently
But he turned
Very red
And said he didn't like to pee
Against the chewing gum tree
Said that tree
If you need to pee
If indeed you must
If it's pee or bust
I can only suggest
Like your brothers and the rest
That you go and pee in the sea
Well the very small giraffe
Grew a metre and a half
While the very tiny frog
Acquired a taste for grog
While the mule and the horse
Never stumbled from their course
While the truly wily ant
Crawled upon the elephant
Who in a coy little vest
Like his brothers and the rest
Went out and peed in the sea
2ND ENCORE
Deep in the marsh
Lived a tall giraffe
Not a small giraffe
A giraffe and a half
Well his neck was so long
As he pottered along
There was something very wrong
With the tall giraffe
And his brothers all wept
Which he wouldn't accept
But his greatest cross
Was to be covered in moss
When his head got stuck in a tree
Well he pulled
At a piece
Which he thought
Was a twig
And he sought
What he thought
Was a pot full of grease
With a very greasy lid
Out he slid
Through a very twiggy grid
That is what he did
You can hold me to a quid
And he moved to a hedge
At the jungle edge
Never more to be stuck in a tree
The small giraffe on speck
Grew a very long neck
While the crocodile and frog
Slept together in the bog
And the mule and the horse
Kept on going of course
While the truly wily ant
Grew upon the elephant
Who set aside his vest
And went swimming with the rest
While the very tall giraffe
In a year and a half
Grew a great big family tree
3RD ENCORE
Everyone knows
That a camel gets the hump
As to why he gets the hump
Doesn't take a lot of gump
But it makes you think
That with nothing to drink
And with nothing in his hump
Is why a camel gets the hump
But he's left in peace
When the sheikh's with his niece
Said the sheikh one night
When I turn out the light
You may put your toe in the tent
While the sheikh
Was asleep
So the toe
Moved an inch
Then afoot
On a winch
Came a ten ton clump
A lump of mammal camel hump
In came the sheikh
He had been for a leak
And he cracked his whip
Which slipped and nipped him on the lip
To avenge the attack
The camel spat back
And hastily withdrew from the tent
Well the small and tall giraffes
Never did cross paths
While the crocodile and frog
Slept together in the bog
And the mule and the horse
Kept on going of course
While the truly wily ant
Grew upon the elephant
Who set aside his vest
And went swimming with the rest
While the camel and the herd
Never uttered a word
Of the sheikh and the flannel in the tent
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Timothy Higgs
Timothy Higgs is a lyricist, composer, conductor and musical director. He is the father of web designer Jonathan Higgs, of the composer Andrew Higgs and the film director David Higgs. He has three other children, Katherine, Christopher and Michael. His sister is the voice coach, composer, producer and director Jessica Higgs. Tim is a lifelong supporter of the Labour party.