A buddy of mine posted a random picture of a tortoise eating potatoes, without explanation, so I wrote a limerick. The picture was worse than my verse, so I decided not to repost it.
There once was a cute little tortoise,
Who ate taters and knew he was gorgeous.
He’d gorge there all day and then crawl away,
Crawlin’ slower than advanced ‘rigor mortis’.
That is all. I’m sorry.
The Wild Outlander 