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Sometimes I wish I were a turtle,
so I could retreat at will,
hide within my sound-proof shell,
where I might dwell until the storm passes over.
This way I might not irk anyone
and anyone might not irk me.
There would be no disappointments,
no waiting around, no misgivings, no frowns,
and no misunderstandings about where we stood.
That’s why it’s often best to stand alone;
to go off on your own and do exactly as you please,
before it’s too late.
Because the more they give, the more they expect.
Than one thing leads to another and, eventually,
you can’t stop the train from running away,
running down that line, the one they’re all inclined
to run along—the relationship express.
Toot! Toot! All aboard!
Then you’re really in trouble.
Because it is so much harder to jump off when
the train’s moving full speed ahead.
That’s why I rather be a turtle—
‘cause they move a whole lot slower.
Although I may not have a shell,
I can still retreat at will.
So, I’ve got that going for me…