White blotched river stingray, I do
Share a pond with some turtles that,
Here at home in Lincoln Park Zoo,
Are swim pals in the habitat.
Always in the water I be,
While the turtles come in and out,
But oft come swimming in with me,
Liking my company, no doubt.
Sometimes swimming, a thump I'll feel,
And see that it's a turtle shell.
I just keep swimming, no big deal.
No cops are called, no show and tell.
Living with the turtles is good.
We have a friendly neighborhood.
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