On a far away islandof SalamasondYertle the turtleWas king of the pondA nice little pondIt was clean it was neatThe water was warmThere was plenty to eatUntil one dayThe king of them allDecided the kingdomHe ruled was too smallI’m a ruler of all that I seeBut I don’t see enoughAnd that’s the trouble with meWith this stone for a throneI am too low downI cannot look downUpon the places beyondSo Yertle the turtle kingLifted his handAnd Yertle the turtle kingLifted his handHe ordered all the turtlesOnto one another’s backHe piled them highInto a ten turtle stackI’m Yertle the turtleThe things I now ruleI’m king of a cowI’m king of a muleThen down from belowIn the great turtle stackCame a burp from a plainLittle turtle named MackJust part of the throneThis burpin’ little turtleLooked up and said “I begYour pardon king Yertle”I’ve pains in my backMy shoulders and my kneesHow long must we standHere your majesty”Silence !” the king of theTurtles barked backTo the bad burpin’Little turtle named MackI’m Yertle the turtleOh marvelous me forI am ruler of all that I seeYertle, Yertle the turtle…
Yertle, Yertle the turtle…