Author Anonymous A centipede was happy quite,Until a frog in funSaid, "Pray, which leg comes after which?"This raised her mind to such a pitch,She lay distracted in a ditchConsidering how to run. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4.3 (6 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments