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The Microbe is so very small
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You cannot make him out at all,
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But many sanguine people hope
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To see him through a microscope.
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His jointed tongue that lies beneath
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A hundred curious rows of teeth;
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His seven tufted tails with lots
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Of lovely pink and purple spots,
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On each of which a pattern stands,
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Composed of forty separate bands;
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His eyebrows of a tender green;
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All these have never yet been seen--
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But Scientists, who ought to know,
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Assure us that they must be so ...
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Oh! let us never, never doubt
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What nobody is sure about!
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