The Hare and the Snail

A snail watched a hare

Run through the meadow.

“If I could get to him

I could talk to the fellow.”

It took the snail forever

To get anywhere near him

For the hare was so fast

It was hard to keep up with him.

It was only by luck

The snail got a chance to chat

For the hare had decided to rest

From going this way and that.

“I want to be as fast as you,” said snail

“So I can run to and fro.

Can you show me how to run fast

So I can stop traveling so slow?”

The hare shook his head.

“You can’t run fast like me.

I have long legs

But you don’t, you see.”

“Oh,” said the snail.

“That’s not fair.”

“That’s how life is sometimes,”

Said the hare.

At that moment,

A barking dog drew near.

The snail hid in his shell.

“I’ll be safe in here.”

The hare huffed.

“That’s not fair,

I have to run to get away

While you just sit in there?”

“That’s how life is sometimes,”

Said the hiding snail.

“True, true,” said the hare

And he quickly turned tail.