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.— Vachel Lindsay —The Little Turtle (Representative Poetry Online)
My kids (ages almost 3 and almost 7) like this poem.
Anyone know how to pronounce “Vachel”?
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