Hippo Dance in Hutto

It was a day like any other, the sun was high.

The circus train was chugging, the wheels did fly. But then a

crate went creaking and the lock went slack, and out stepped a hippo

not looking back. With a wiggle, a waggle, a mighty hoofed press.

He said, Hutto, Texas, prepare for my dance!

Stop all trains! There's a hippo loose in Hutto. Telegrams flying! Now the conductor's

in a rut-oh. Stop all trains, grab your boots, grab your lasso, he said.

Stop all trains, grab your boots, grab your lasso. Tapping through the town!