Yertile the Turtle
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And all through that morning, he sat there up high saying over and over a great king. Am I until long? About noon? Then he heard a faint sigh. What's that? Snapped the king? And he looked down the stack and he saw at the bottom a turtle named Mack just a part of his throne. And this plain little turtle looked up and he said, beg your pardon, King Yertle. I have pains in my back and my shoulders and knees. How long must we stand here? Your majesty, please silence. The king of the turtle sparked back. I'm king and you're only a turtle named Mack. You stay in your place while I sit here and rule. I'm king of a cow and I'm king of a mule. I'm king of a house and a bush and a cat. But that isn't all I'll do better than that. My throne shall be higher. His royal voice thundered. So pile up more turtles. I want about 200 turtles, more turtles he bellowed and braid and the turtles way down in the pond were afraid they trembled, they shook, but they came, they obeyed from all over the pond. They came swimming by dozens whole families of turtles with uncles and cousins and all of them stepped on the head of Poor Mac. One after another they climbed up the stack. Then Yertle, the turtle was perched up so high he could see 40 miles from his throne in the sky. Hooray shouted, Yertle. I'm king of the trees. I'm king of the birds and I'm king of the bees. I'm king of the butterflies. King of the air. Ah, me. What a throne. What a wonderful chair. I'm Yertle. The turtle. Oh, marvelous me for, I am the ruler of all that. I see. Then again, from below in the great heavy stack came a groan from that plane. Little turtle named Mack. Your Majesty. Please. I don't like to complain. But down here below we are feeling great pain. I know up on top you are seeing great sights, but down at the bottom we too should have rights. We, turtles can't stand it. Our shells will all crack. Besides, we need food. We are starving. Groaned. Mac.