The Centipede

Today Soren told me that he needs to choose a poem to take to school for a project. Of course, I used this opportunity to share with him one of my very favorite poems:

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.
-- Mrs. Edmund Craster, 1871

Me: Do you understand what it is about?
Soren: Hm, I'm not sure...

So I launched into a detailed explanation and then asked again...

Me: So now do you understand what it is all about?
Soren: Mom, why didn't the toad just eat the centipede?

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