Shell With a View
The turtle never lacks a space
her house is carried behind her face
She takes it on her daily route
while never really going out
She isn't vain, in fact she's humble,
not too graceful, sometimes stumbles
Can't run far; she isn't swift
But she does have a special gift
And very few can make this claim:
her house and car are both the same!
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