Fred
When I was much younger than now
I had a nice little pet
He was a sweet, little tortoise
I loved him the moment we met
He was an excellent climber
no matter how high the wall
We'd often find him upside down
after his long downfall
We had to paint out number
on the back of his shell
as he'd wander off after escaping
to go on adventures as well
I loved my little tortoise
no matter where he led
people phoned from all over
'We've got your tortoise, Fred!'
He also loved to paddle
i remember mum thought he drowned
he was just going paddling
as out of his water bowl he bound.
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