The Centipede's Dilemma - Poem by George Humphrey
A centipede was happy - quite!
Until a toad in fun
Said, 'Pray, which leg moves after which?'
This raised her doubts to such a pitch,
She fell exhausted in the ditch
Not knowing how to run.
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