18 June 2012
My reptilian chum, he lives in turtle towers, His motions are hypnotic so I sit and stare for hours.
My turtle friend is a prehistoric relic, Beware of his sharp claws, though his face is most angelic.
Jean Claude Francois (for that's his name you see), Adores eating shrimps and basking under his UV.
I wonder what he thinks as he swims and floats around? Is he grateful that we love him, that he's not at the turtle pound?
My semiaquatic pal, you make my life so happy, Yes, we spoil you like a baby, All you're missing is a nappy.
One day Jean Claude, you will grow so very big, We'll move you to a larger tank, where there's ample room to dig.
But for now you're still so little, you still fit in my hand, My turtle friend I love you, you're smashing, great and grand!
My Friend, The Turtle • Opuss № I