I thought I was saving him
I don't think turtles have reverse
So I removed him from dark waters
I thought land couldn't be worse
He overcame his shyness
By golly, he turned around
And headed back to the place
Where I thought he might drown
He didn't want rescued
It was very plain to see
He made a giant effort
To get where he wanted to be.
There must have been some appeal
To this stagnant little hole
He climbed right in
And the spider said, Hello
Sinking he was happy
To be back where he was
I guess dark and stagnant
Is just what he loves.
