Grandpa Pencil's
Little Rhymes

The Microbe
Hilaire Belloc

The microbe is so very small
You cannot make it out at all,
But many sanguine people hope
To see him through a microscope.
His jointed tongue that lies beneath
A hundred curious rows of teeth;
His seven tufted tails with lots
Of lovely pink and purple spots,

On each of which 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 that they must be so....
Oh ! Let us never, never doubt
What nobody is sure about.