The Turtle With the Half Dollar

I was riding my bike along a country road, When I saw a big turtle carrying a strange load. I got off my bike, then the turtle came to a complete stop. He was protecting his shiny prize and refused to drop. It was a bright half dollar in his mouth oddly enough. He had a hard time getting it in his mouth so overstuffed! I found a stick to give the turtle a poke, To see if he would let it go, and not choke! I prodded him, and he dropped it like a hot potato, Then went off running, doing a little flamingo. I pocketed the half dollar and went on my way, Happy the turtle was free, and fifty cents now my pay.