The Sloth Race
If hubby, sloth and I
would race,
I’m not sure who would win.
One of the two with furry
face
Or me with a weak grin.
Hubby and I are moving
slow
The sloth moves inch by
inch.
It’s good that we’ve nowhere
to go.
For sloth, would be a cinch.
So glad that we’re not in
a race.
I’ll go and take a snooze.
Between the sloth, hubby
and I,
We humans would so lose.
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