Fast Track Poem by Ima Ryma

A snail crawled on a turtle's shell.
Of that fact it was unaware,
And as far as the snail could tell,
It was on a rock that was there.
But then the turtle did begin
To move slowly along the ground.
The snail was somewhat nervous then,
Seeing the motion all around.
But as the snail tripped out it got
More excited about the ride,
And truly liked the thrill a lot,
Watching the world go by, wide eyed.

By now the snail was quite aghast,
Never before moving so fast.