A slow turtle, with a heavy back.

Wanted to sprint like the dotted cat.

He was sad because he didn't know his limits,

Devastated after seeing the results of his speed per minute.

 

Poor turtle knew a little about himself

Grew up among cheetah, thinking he was one self.

Speed was thing where he wanted to be the best.

Without even enjoying the process itself.

 

He could swim and live underwater,

But he never even tried, thinking speed was much 'hotter'.

He could have tried something new and created miracle.

But he wanted to live like the others, which only caused him trouble.