A Dedication to My Dear Friend Myrtle
Myrtle is a turtle.
Yes, that's a fact.
Myrtle is a boy.
How about that?
He has a name
like no other boy.
Would Franklin laugh at him
like he did at Roy?
Myrtle is a turtle.
Yes, that's a fact.
Myrtle is a boy.
How about that?
How does he feel
as others mock his name?
Do you think he believes
that his mother is to blame?
Myrtle is a turtle.
Yes, that's a fact.
Myrtle is a boy.
How about that?
He has a girl's name,
but he truly loves it!
As for the others,
he doesn't care, not even one, single bit.
Yes, that's a fact.
Myrtle is a boy.
How about that?
He has a name
like no other boy.
Would Franklin laugh at him
like he did at Roy?
Myrtle is a turtle.
Yes, that's a fact.
Myrtle is a boy.
How about that?
How does he feel
as others mock his name?
Do you think he believes
that his mother is to blame?
Myrtle is a turtle.
Yes, that's a fact.
Myrtle is a boy.
How about that?
He has a girl's name,
but he truly loves it!
As for the others,
he doesn't care, not even one, single bit.
EDIT: Many people have asked me, "Who is Roy?" Well, the answer is in the question.
The point is that you don't know who he is.
For ones that don't get it, read between the coughs:
COUGH
He got lost because Franklin made fun of him, so no one knows who he is
COUGH
:)

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MYRTLE APPROVES OF THIS BLOG.
:D
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