The Tortoise and Noah
Grumbled at Noah's clarion call
Of the gloomy existence fall.
Started the journey quiet early
Among others so many.
Speed mocked at your gait
As swift animals to the Ark's gate
Creepy slow shelly animal
Bent to the Ark's aisle
Must have been the last
As others animal, you, passed.
Helped by Noah's hands
For heavens ready to purge the
lands.
Copyright © Goodness Lanre | Year Posted 2013
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