Vachel Lindsay (Вэчел Линдсей)

The Little Turtle

A Recitation for Martha Wakefield, Three Years Old


There was a little turtle.
He lived in a box.
He swam in a puddle.
He climbed on the rocks.

He snapped at a mosquito.
He snapped at a flea.
He snapped at a minnow.
And he snapped at me.

He caught the mosquito.
He caught the flea.
He caught the minnow.
But he didn’t catch me.

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2. With a Bouquet of Twelve Roses
3. The Master of the Dance
4. St. Francis of Assisi
5. What the Moon Saw

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