Henry the Hippo, I am no longer sane,
As all I think of now is causing you pain.
I want to rip and slice and have you slain,
To see the ground into which your corpse is lain.

Crack your skull, like an egg
No matter how much you plead or beg;
To rip off your scabbed, bloody hide--!
Bono knows, I have tried.

The delicious snapping of your spine
Drowns out your pathetic whine
Of pain and shrieking agony,
As all potential saviors flee.

I'll laugh and sing and shout with glee
As you scream when I crush your knee
When blood starts to pour out of your bulging eyes,
I dance a jig to the tune of your anguished cries.

"Have mercy! Just kill me now!" Hippo sobs--
I really should wrap this up, I have other jobs...
But end his torture now, with eternal sleep?
Such sadness, to never again hear him weep!