Tip the little
spider
Was a daring glider
He packed his cobweb
And while hanging
on a thread up above
went a gliding
in search of love…Drawn by a fascinating scent
He landed on a glittering net
Was welcomed with enjoyment
But my oh my
He was treated like a fly…
‘We haven’t
even mated yet…’
He protested with a desperate
shout
‘I’ve had enough you bet!’
Was the reply with a full mouth
that put an end to the little louse.
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