Post by toweringniceguy on May 28, 2007 14:26:35 GMT 10
The Giant Tortoise lives so long—
Sometimes for three hundred years.
What a lot that creature sees;
What a lot of things he hears!
His home is an island far away,
And there he seeks the food he’ll need.
He weighs perhaps five hundred pounds,
Which means he’s very big indeed.
The Little Tortoise, here at home,
Who ambles on the garden bed
Is very small, compared with him,
With tiny feet, and tiny head.
When winter comes, he tucks himself,
So warm and snug, inside his shell,
And sleeps the frosty days away
Till springtime comes, and all is well.
Sometimes for three hundred years.
What a lot that creature sees;
What a lot of things he hears!
His home is an island far away,
And there he seeks the food he’ll need.
He weighs perhaps five hundred pounds,
Which means he’s very big indeed.
The Little Tortoise, here at home,
Who ambles on the garden bed
Is very small, compared with him,
With tiny feet, and tiny head.
When winter comes, he tucks himself,
So warm and snug, inside his shell,
And sleeps the frosty days away
Till springtime comes, and all is well.
SupremeSohni
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