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The Microbe is so very small / You cannot make him 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!