The Centipede

As I am crazy busy getting ready to go to CA for an FSS Council meeting, this poem crossed my mind as a cautionary tale. And, yes, I am smiling.

A centipede was happy – quite!

Until a toad in fun

Said, "Pray, which leg moves after which?"

This raised her mind to such a pitch,

She fell distracted in the ditch

Considering how to run.

Katherine Craster