Willy, One Leg

Willy the one legged centipede Often would wish that he could be freed He should be so speedy and whizzing about But not with his one little leg sticking out He’d sit in the street with an upturned hat And people would throw lots of money in that He wished he was ‘full’ but was so incomplete For with just one leg he must beg in the street One freezing day in the middle of winter A beetle passed by and said, Wow, that’s some splinter The centipede told him, That splinter’s my leg I only have one and so I have to beg I’m sorry, said Beetle, that splinter is wood I could pull it out and I think that I should Pulling the splinter made Centipede squirm But that’s how he found out he’s really a worm