The Turtle And Hare Race
I think you’ve heard the story about the race.
When the hare & turtle were setting the pace.
The turtle wins, or so the story goes.
But, we all know that story blows.
It is time to set the record straight.
Time to tell the world the hare wasn’t late.
The race started and the hare was way ahead.
He decided to take a nap instead.
When he awoke the turtle was still behind.
The hare, then, decided to dine.
He ate a big slew of carrots.
The turtle was late, he could hardly bare it.
The hare ran circles around the turtle.
Then he took off and did a hurtle.
Jumped a log with room to spare.
He landed right in a rabbit snare.
Hours later, here came the turtle.
The hare begged for help. who helped? The turtle.
After setting the hare free.
The turtle said “Have pity on me.”
The hare was thankful to the turtle.
He said “I’ll let you win, since I am fertile.”
“I have plenty to keep me busy.”
“I’ll be spending time with the missy.”
The turtle smiled and off he went.
Hours later, the turtle was close to the end.
Here came the hare, running like the wind.
The turtle won, only by a nose.
The hare was nursing some sore toes.
So, there is how the story really went.
The hare acted upset, but he really wasn’t bent.
The hare was fast, in more ways than one.
The turtle, truly, can’t even run.
Yet, the turtle won, we are told.
We’ll keep his secret till we are old.—R. W. Johnson—–(2015)