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The big turtle of Galapagos.

Turtles, in general, are not good at communicating 
with anyone, at least those odd figures who talk
a lot and sometimes sing
The big turtle of the Galapagos does remember 
when a big storm had blown over the world and
many ships had run ashore on the island
She had been ashore laying egg in a hollow and
when she emerged, her way to the ocean was blocked
by broken ships, big chests sailors used to carry 
around since they had no shells 
He appeared in front of her, a man in linen trousers
said he would help her and began clearing the beach, talking at the same time as humans tend to do
His name was Carlos Hamsun, and he wore linen
trousers and matching shirt, since he was alone and
had no servant, his trousers were rather dirty
Nothing much happens in a turtle's life, but  when 
something happens, it remembers like having  a picture taken, a photo that never fades
Since she had spent years when not laying 
eggs, there was not much to tell, that is why 
she remembered
Carlos Hamsun, humans have bad memories and needs
individual name, especially now with so many 
tourist hogging the beach, making it difficult find
a suitable hollow to lay eggs.
Not that she lays eggs anymore, but she likes to go ashore
dig a hole and rest a bit, which is not easy now that
a bloody zoologist has made her famous

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