I Love Poetry

Greener Pastures.

Thomas the tortoise decided to move
He wanted to make a fresh start.
His friends scoffed at him, but he wanted to prove
That he and his shell both could part.
He tugged and he heaved to pull himself free,
His face was all swollen and red
Slid out of the casing with a chortle of glee,
But as he did so banged his head .
How silly he looked, everyone came to stare
At this odd looking thing with no shell
A creature so scrawny, shivering and bare,
What was it they asked , who could tell?
He tiptoed away from the crowd in the dark,
Found shelter and warmth in a tree
Then as morning approached he was up with the lark
Brushed the dust from his skin, he was free.
He searched high and low for days till he found
His old friend the shell which was home to a mouse,
He offered to find him a hole in the ground,
If he promised that he would return him his house.
They shook hands on the deal and became best of friends.
Thomas never felt the need to move ever again.