He was cooking an elephant,
When I first saw the pigmy man.
The elephant was much too large
To fit a normal cooking pan.

I asked him how he’d killed the thing,
He said he’d killed it with his club.
How big a club could this man lift?
Some tiny limb or stick or stub?

I asked him just how big it was
While he stirred the burning embers.
He said it was a great big club
Last count they had a hundred members.