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TURTLE
A turtles a strange sight to see He doesn't look like you or me He has no arms, he has no hair He has eyes, but no eyebrows there His body's made of hard round shell He cannot talk, he cannot yell The way he walks is very slow How he runs I do not know The wrinkled skin is old and worn The shell is sometimes broke or torn When troubles near he goes inside What a perfect place to hide He may not care about a hurdle After all he's just a turtle He never has a care at all Unless he takes a nasty fall He walks all day to go a mile He has no laugh, he has no smile Is there a stranger thing to see Ask a turtle, don't ask me !!!!!
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