Vachel Lindsay

(November 10, 1879 – December 5, 1931 / Springfield, Illinois)

The Little Turtle

Poem by Vachel Lindsay

A Recitation for Martha Wakefield, Three Years Old


There was a little turtle.
He lived in a box.
He swam in a puddle.
He climbed on the rocks.

He snapped at a mosquito.
He snapped at a flea.
He snapped at a minnow.
And he snapped at me.

He caught the mosquito.
He caught the flea.
He caught the minnow.
But he didn't catch me.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 13, 2015