A centipede was happy quite,
Until a frog in fun
Said, “Pray which leg comes after which?”
This raised her mind to such a pitch,
She lay distracted in the ditch,
Considering how to run.
Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing had…
Basic research is what I am doing when I don't know what I am doing.
Be Britain still to Britain true, Among ourselves united; For never but by British hands Must British wrongs be righted!