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A humorous poem about a hungry turtle. |
| My turtle ate my hand today, He seemed to like it too- He snacked on fingers yesterday, He said that five’s too few. Tomorrow he will chomp a foot And lick the bones with relish- He’ll look at me and ask for more And act as if I’m selfish. I’d really like to feed him But I’m running out of parts- Do you have some to spare for me Like livers, lungs, or hearts? My turtle isn’t picky And his appetite is small- I’m sure he’d love some day-old bits; If meat, he’ll take it all! |