Rupert by Kathleen

I still love you little lost turtle
Rupert was the name.
I only had you for 3 weeks
Oh what a shame.

The time we spent together
playing in your tank.
Away from those mean red ears
Who tried to make you walk the plank.

It wasn’t your fault you
were so small
getting picked on all the time.
I thought you were sweet and smart
and we kept your shell as
shiney as a lime.

I must go now my little friend
I hope you have a pieceful trip.
I’m sorry the way you passed
but we wont mention that
unsightly neck snip!



July 1989