We red footed tortoises do
Like to lounge about in the sand
Here at home in Lincoln Park Zoo.
We feel the rest spells to be grand.
When we do get the urge to move,
We do so quite slowly no doubt,
Putting each red foot in the groove
Carefully, not to wear us out.
When one of us decides to go
The rest of us follow so that
We don't miss something, doncha know,
Happening in the habitat.
This slow pace of life is good for
Long living thirty years or more.
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