There was a little turtle.
He lived in a box.
He swam in a puddle.
He climbed on the rocks.


He snapped at a mosquito.
He snapped at a flea.
He snapped at a minnow.
And he snapped at me.


He caught the mosquito.
He caught the flea.
He caught the minnow.
But he didn't catch me.

Vachel Lindsay, The Little Turtle, 1923
- Tom G 7-05-2003 7:26 pm





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