- THE CENTIPEDE SONG -
Oh Centipede, thou prideful breed,
 What might thy smugness bring?
Thy knees exceed the pair I need
 To kneel before the King.

Poor Centipede, what law decreed
 In darkness thou must seek?
With lightning speed thou doest recede
 For fear I'll catch a peek.

Why, Centipede, must thou mislead
 And tempt good men astray?
My heart doth bleed when ye succeed
 In luring them away.

Vile Centipede, dare not impede
 My daily Christian walkó
Lest I indeed might find the need
 To smash ye with a rock.