Content to relax and take his time, Sloth was in his tree. He slowly grabbed a leaf to eat. Smiling, he felt carefree. A Hummingbird went on his way, Darting to and fro. In and out of flowerbeds, Fast was how he'd go. More opposites you could not find, Just like night and day. They just could never understand How each could live his way. Always polite when they would meet, They'd say, "Hi" and then move on. One day Hummingbird came down And asked Sloth, just as he yawned- "You sit up here, all day and night, Lazing all about. Does your routine begin to bore And raise some ounce of doubt? That surely it's better to be Fast and energetic? You're slow, getting nothing done- Your life's kind of pathetic." Sloth took a minute (or two or three) Before he did then speak. "Hummingbird, you do mistake My being slow for weak. I may not be as fast as you, You let the wo
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