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Shell With a View

The turtle never lacks a space her house is carried behind her face She takes it on her daily route while never really going out She isn't vain, in fact she's humble, not too graceful, sometimes stumbles Can't run far; she isn't swift But she does have a special gift And very few can make this claim: her house and car are both the same!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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