My Friend Steve

My friend Steve is a purple turtle,
He is my oldest friend.
His large house makes him hurkle,
no, Steve will never hurtle. 

He has a family, they too are purple,
I am an elephant, but they let me into their circle. 
We walk a lot, I stomp and he hirples,
We are friends forever, me and my purple turtle. 

Dated - 17.01.2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Gauthier Avatar
January 17, 2019 at 6:44 AM
Cute, Chantelle.
Smith Avatar
January 17, 2019 at 6:47 AM
Hi Line, thank you :)
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