Mark the Purple Turtle
Sunlight broke the shades began to fade
the crimson pinks and yellows showed the way
as daylight showed the wayward path to go
Mark the purple turtle headed home
Across the fields of clover did he roam
beside the banks of daffodills in bloom
He crossed the mighty river
ran down the muddy banks
but then from out of nowhere
a hawke came down to prey
Mark was always quick with wit
he knew that he was beaten
The hawke was much to fast
he knew he would be eaten
He had to think but fast
Mr hawke I know I'm beaten
Please grant me my request
please sing this song I've written
before you start your feast
The hawke thought yes he's beaten
I'll grant him his request
he sang the song twas written
with heart felt singing breast
but then the noise he's making
brought other forest beasts
and Mark the purple turtle
escaped in this melee
Next time when you are beaten
Remember Mark my friend
and use your brains for thinking
they are your biggest friend
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