.The Centipedes ©

The Centipedes
At the centipede home
Tiny babies were born.
What an admiration,
A joy to see their grace!
Find unique — don’t bother
All look like their mother.
Very same expression
On each darling face.
Very neat, no doubts
The centipedal house is.
All is clean, pie's baking,
Everything’s so sweet.
Stand in order, labeled
Thirty-three nice cradles,
Each with a little baby,
Who has a hundred feet!
Dad is their good friend,
Days at work, he must spend,
But when he is coming
Back home to his kids,
They play dolls and horses.
“Hide & seek” all worth it.
Cheerfully laughing
Mister Centipede.
Everything grows fast now:
Children grew too somehow,
A centipedal rout is
Running all day. When,
Mother centipede said,
Feeling blue and a bit sad,
"Time to join school crowds
Ladies and gentlemen!”
But to take a school route
Is “no go” on barefoot.
Dad said: it’s my duty! But
How shall we proceed?
Mother said: "First count,
Before any shouts,
How many bootees
Will our children need?"
Such a plan is sound.
Laptop was pulled out.
"Hush, kids, dim your vocals!"
Dad took off his coat,
If one boot per each foot
With so many students,
How many in totals
Boots need to be bought?
Thirty three times hundred is
Very tough to count.
it’s called: “Multiplication”,
Which is always hard.
Firewood’s burnt out,
The candle melted down
Dad and Mom are patient
& Working really smart.
When the first Sun’s beam crawls
There inside their window.
Cup-of-tea was wanted,
Then the mother spoke:
"Way too much to count
Those feet we're so proud of,
I am so exhausted!
And went for a walk
She sees in a puddle:
Stork-mom slumbers idle.
Next to her a stork son is
Standing on one leg.
Centipede-mom whines then:
“What a lucky burden!
For this kind of children
I have always begged.
Yes, too many feet have
Centipede dependents!
Feet can be just awful,
If too many feet!
Stork is a perfect baby!
He needs one boot (may be?)
To make mom feel joyful
And his feet be neat.”
To make mom feel joyful
And his feet be neat