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RetroKimmy — The Sad little Centipede
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Mr. Centipede(a short poem)
As I trekked down to the woods to play,
on a bright and breezy summer's day,
I could not help but take some heed,
of a big long crying centipede!
"oh mr Centipede? Why do you cry"
To which the centipede let out a reply
Oh dear human ,come here and you'll see
I'm coming down from the top of that tree
I was getting food for my little ones,
I heard there was sweets and treats and cakes and buns,
Baked fresh by the buzzing bumble bee,
To be eaten by a creature, a creature like me!
The tree was tall and the path was long,
But the chirping birds never put me wrong,
With a song so plain and easy and carefree,
To be heard by a creature, a creature like me!
The leaves on that tree are falling fast,
Because these long hot summer days are not made to last,
And autumn's hand has touched all to see
Touched all but a creature,
A creature like me!
As I neared the top, I sensed a smell,
Of sweets and treats that were baked so well,
A smell so refreshing, alluring you see,
Alluring, to all creatures,
Especially me!
I reached the top and I eyed the prize,
Of treats and cakes of random size,
Scattered about the treetop, for all to see,
But I could feel somebody watching me.
"Creatures of your kind are not welcome here.."
Buzzed the bumble bee so loud and clear,
"You can't come in and you cannot stay,
So turn around and go away!"
So here I am, as I talk to you,
I feel so sad , oh I feel so blue,
My body's long and my legs are many,
But as for friends I have not any.
They ripped my hopes and dreams apart,
And Here I stand with heavy heart,
'cuz things haven't turned out just how I planned,
That it's with heavy heart with which I stand.
They pull my legs and laugh at me,
Because my antennaes number three,
But what I have is heaven sent,
And that's what makes me different
So go, sweet human, take advice from me,
Go on home to your family,
And always remember that love is the key,
And do not listen to that bumblebee.
As I went home from the woods that day,
When the sun and breeze had gone away
I took advice from that little bug,
I went over to Mum and gave her a hug.
In a world of many,we are but one,
For she is my mother and I am her son,
I am who I am and it fills me with glee,
For I love all creatures ,
especially me!
