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Just a fun poem about my friend's Tortoise 
No one knows what Pebbles does,
Some say he's a Tortoise hero.
But I'm just glad he's mine!
One story that I have been told,
Tells of Pebbles, brave and bold.
Stands behind the garden shed,
Slowly, slowly, raises his head.
A hero's mask upon his face,
He flies with beauty, and with grace.
He swerves and dips in the sky,
With sharp ears, he hears a cry.
'Oh help me, help me Pebbles!'
A little Rabbit, taunted by rebels.
Pebbles see's and dips straight in,
Bif! Bash! Pow! The end of the din.
'Thank you! Thank you!'
Cries little Rabbit, who,
Incedentally was called Marvin,
Silly, stupid, shaken Marvin.
Pebbles has done his work for the day,
And so returns to his box and warm hay.
A good days work, a fair fight,
And so our hero says 'Goodnight!'
An exciting story is this account,
My own Pebbles, a hero though?
No, but I'm just glad he's mine!
-Don't judge too harshly, it was just a laugh writing it!
