On a far away island. of Salamasond. Yertle the turtle. Was king of the pond. A nice little pond. It was clean it was neat. The water was warm. There was plenty to eat. Until one day. The king of them all. Decided the kingdom. He ruled was too small. I'm a ruler of all that I see. But I don't see enough. And that's the trouble with me. With this stone for a throne. I am too low down. I cannot look down. Upon the places beyond. So Yertle the turtle king. Lifted his hand. And Yertle the turtle king. Lifted his hand. He ordered all the turtles. Onto one another's back. He piled them high. Into a ten turtle stack. I'm Yertle the turtle. The things I now rule. I'm king of a cow. I'm king of a mule. Then down from below. In the great turtle stack. Came a burp from a plain. Little turtle named Mack. Just part of the throne. This burpin' little turtle. Looked up and said "I beg. Your pardon king Yertle". I've pains in my back. My shoulders and my knees. How long must we stand. Here your majesty. "Silence !" the king of the. Turtles barked back. To the bad burpin'. Little turtle named Mack. I'm Yertle the turtle. Oh marvelous me for. I am ruler of all that I see. Yertle Yertle the turtle.... Yertle Yertle the turtle...