Crispy Critters

Oh where oh where, Are the Tortoise and Hare? They're not over here, And they're not over there. One of them was fast, The other was slow. You'd spy one another, Wherever you'd go. Walking in the woods, Following their tracks. Catching one with a snare. Flipping others on their backs. They used to hide, Under Weeping Willows. Now all you see, Are dead Armadillos. I used to dodge them, On long country roads. Along with a Possum, And a couple of Toads. Oh where oh where, Are the Tortoise and Hare? Could we point the finger, At the rising hot air?