"My shell," said the snail, "Is a marvel of symmetry.
Quoth the newt, "A pity you can't move as fast as me." Spoke up the the caterpillar, from a leafy tree, "I'm not content always to crawl; one day I shall fly." "None of you," piped lady bug, "even by and by, will ever be colored as pretty a red as I.... "Now if we all had Snail's shape,
Caterpillar's future,
Newt's speed,
-- And my lovely dress,
Just about the greatest success?" "But you wouldn't be you, nor I me," Answered then the other three. "And where would we fit, (Such a strange breed?) Let's just be ourselves... Is that agreed?"
