Henry the Hippo-- yes, I have returned
If only to see your festering corpse burned.
Do you mind? You're oozing pus on me,
Driving me deeper into insanity.

Right now I should be doing my test,
But my hatred of you could not be repressed.
Don't speak to me, you cantankerous fool!
Leave me alone, or I'm calling Treul!

Henry the Hippo, why won't you die?
If you did, tears of joy I would cry
Henry the Hippo, you need flesh-ripping prevention; Better call Treul, we need suicide intervention.

Henry the Hippo, I cannot rest
Till you're in pain-- I shall do my best.