One of my favorite rhymes practiced every Friday with Grandma during our trips to town....
The Little Turtle
There was a little turtle who lived in a box.
He swam in a puddle, He climbed on the rocks.
He snapped at the mosquito.
He snapped at the flea.
He snapped at the minnow.
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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