Tortoise Troubles Poem by Richard D Remler

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I feel a bit smidgy.
Sorta schniffy,
With blee.

I'm leaking a lot.
Not a good look
For me.

My feet feel all
Olgish,
And ickish
With ick,

And all that
My brain seems
To do now
Is tick.

And whenever
I wibble,
I wobble
And fall.

I tipple right over,
And sploof
Like a ball,

But I never bounce,
So it stickles
A lot,

And my nose
Gets all wiffish
And sniffish
With snot.

I don't have
A fever.
My toe doesn't
Hurt.

My knees are
Not covered
In gludmuddy
Dirt.

My tooth is
Not loose,
And my ears
Seem OK.

I just have no
Clue what's
Become of my day!

I used to be cheerful,
And certain,
And sure.

I used to be grand,
Debonair,
And demure.

But today's been a
Hodgepodge of
Knickles to knick,

And all of these
Knickles
Are making me
Sick!

Word is I ought
Just go rest
Up a
Spell.

So I think
I'll just crawl
Back inside
Of my shell.


Copyright © MMXIV Richard D. Remler


**A Children's Tale**