Massah had an old black mule,
His name was Simon Slick,
The only mule with screamin' eyes,
An' how that mule could kick.
He kicked the feathers from the goose,
He broke the elephant's back,
He stopped the Texas railroad train
An' he kicked it off the track.

The Lord made an elephant,
He made him stout;
The first thing he made
Was the elephant's snout.
He made his snout nigh long as a rail,
The next thing he made was the
elephant's tail;
He made his tail to fan the flies,
The next thing he made was the
elephant's eyes.
He made his eyes to see green trees,
The nest thing he made was the
elephant's knees.
Oh, elephant, you shall be free,
Oh, elephant you shall be free,
When the good Lord sets you free.

  Five little monkeys walked along
the shore,
One went a-sailing,
Then there were four.
Four little monkeys climbed up a tree;
One of them tumbled down,
Then there were three.
Three little monkeys found a pot of glue;
One got stuck in it,
Then there were two.
Two little monkeys found a currant bun;
One ran away with it,
Then there was one.
One little monkey cried all afternoon,
So they put him in an aeroplane
And sent him to the moon.