THE MICROBE

THE MICROBE

The microbe is so very small

You cannot make him out at all,

But many sanguine people hope

To see him through a microscope.

His jointed tongue that lies beneath

A hundred curious row of teeth ;

His seven tufted tails with lots

Of lovely pink and purple spots,

On each of which is a pattern stands,

Composed of forty separate bands ;

His eyebrows of a tender green ;

All these have never yet been seen

But scientists, who ought to know,

Assure us they must be so ……

Oh ! let us never, never doubt

What nobody is sure about !

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                HILAIRE BELLOC