
The centipede was quite happy,
Until a fun toad said-
“Pray, which leg goes after which?”
This worked his mind to such a pitch,
He lay distracted in a ditch,
Wondering how to talk.
The centipede was quite happy,
Until a fun toad said-
“Pray, which leg goes after which?”
This worked his mind to such a pitch,
He lay distracted in a ditch,
Wondering how to talk.