Faster than the Tortoise

Maybe if I were fast enough

I'd finally outrun the tortoise.

 

I've studied closely: patience

is key, patience is key; and yet,

he just doesn't understand

that speed is what I'm built for.

 

All I've ever wanted to do was

run just as fast as a cheetah.  

That was my dream.

That is my dream.

I haven't ever stopped running.

 

And yet no matter how far I run,

the tortoise keeps catching up.  

 

He has connections.

 

I'm here taking deep breaths and he's. . 

well, he's going places.  I know it sounds silly

but he has a game plan.

 

A game plan. . right, a game plan!

If I want to be faster than him, that's what I'll do.

 

Buy a car.

Maybe if I were fast enough

I'd finally outrun the tortoise.

 

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