fate is unfair
in many places here and
there
i think that fate
is quite unfair
yon centipede upon
the floor
can boast of tootsies by the score
consider my
distressing fix
my feet are limited
to six
did i a hundred
feet possess
would all that glorious
footfulness
enable me
to stagger less
when i am
overcome by heat
or if i had
a hundred feet
would i
careering oer the floor
stagger
proportionately more
well i suppose
the mind serene
will not tell
destiny its mean
the truly
philosophic mind
will use
such feet as it can find
and follow calmly
fast or slow
the feet it has
where eer they go
archy
From: the lives and times of archy and mehitabel by don marquis, doubleday and doran
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