[The Once-ler is sitting on his wagon, Melvin crammed into the back along with the cottage (the mule looking exceptionally annoyed by this) as they're pulled along by one of the giraffes. The Once-ler himself seems pretty content right now, after all he's scored himself some new technology to take apart, and a faster route back to the castle. What's not to be content about.

So, he's relaxing and playing his guitar, working on a certain someone's birthday present]

♫ So I'm being pulled along by a giraffe
But my good lady please don't laugh
It's given me time to write you your song
But these lyrics just don't want to belong ♫

[Twang...twang. He pauses, looking up at the long necked creature pulling his wagon along. Another twang]

♫ I wonder how they do things without any thumbs

...

Giraffes are distracting

Na-na-na-nah ♫