Please allow me a conjecture: One Meerkat stood to give lecture, But as with me, as a pupil, Other Meerkats lacked the scruple To make a show of listening, Finding the walls more interesting.
Turtle exits its hiding place beneath a rotten log. Its shell snags on that old, dead wood he drags the log along. Does he know that he's double-shelled? He seems so unaware. When he breaks free, he gains no speed -- just crawls on like he don't care.