Thursday, October 2, 2008

The Puzzled Centipede

A centipede was happy quite,
Until a frog in fun
Said, "Pray, which leg comes after which?"
This raised her mind to such a pitch,
She lay distracted in the ditch
Considering how to run.

Love this poem. I think its cute although I detest bugs.

1 comment:

Tammy W said...

You deep thinker, you! Very cool!