Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Sonnets

My little tortoise oh how I love tee

From your green color to your name Road Kill      

How you ran around slowly going wee

Or just being you and standing still                              



Oh how your color mixes with the ground

I wish you won’t dig under the fence

So I won’t have to go to the pound

When I don’t see you I get very tense



Oh how I would miss you if you where gone

It would be sad if your are not on the rock

Which I love to see you on when it is dawn

That is always right by the little clock



I can’t believe what you had to go trough

When you almost become turtle stew  

 

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