Scentepede Poem by Pamela lutwyche

We were sitting on a bench down by the sea; just watching the waves rolling in on the shore and then out the corner of my eye, I saw a few centipedes. They must have had one hundred legs or even maybe more. They ran though some perfume, someone had spilt and left on the floor. The one that took my eye was very cute, he must have had a girlfriend he was going off to see. Then my imagination got the better of me! ! ! !

Mr Scentepede I saw you go, running at one hundred miles, well may be so. He was the fastest in the insect gang. He was the fastest in this part of the land,

Where did he go?
I do not know. I blinked and then he was gone, maybe to meet his girlfriend and to wipe his scented legs upon. They both will smell rather sweet, arm in arm strolling down the street.
They may stroll on the beach in the sun set and may go to have a paddle in the old briny.
They may have a glass of champagne on ice, which would be so very nice.
They would be served by a big white dove the two of them would so in love

And then they would go for a stroll down on the prom;
Maybe a band would be playing twiddle ohm pom, pom.
Do you think; they’ll get wed them two?

I really, really hope they do.