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April 24, 2015


The sloth, the sloth he is so slow,

He takes an hour to move a toe

So nobody can ever know,

Which way it is he wants to go.


The sloth, the sloth such pretty eyes,

He's like a tree that's in disguise,

As still as still, just where he lies,

Eating leaves and watching flies.


The sloth, the sloth that pretty face

He moves with elegance and grace

He does not want to win the race

And keeps the very slowest pace


The sloth, the sloth is teaching me,

That rushing round is not the key

So just slow down and simply be

Like smiley sloth up in his tree.

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