Tortoise and the Hare: the True Story
So you think tortoise
won the race,
not so.
Today the last
of hare's descendants
passed on.
On his death
bed from his
lips came this,
"My great, great,
so many grandfathers
was bribed,
to throw the race
to the tortoise
by the way of carrots.
His greatest weakness,
you didn't really think
the tortoise could have
won do you." then he passed on.
wrote 4-14-07
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