'Spider oh spider
spin me a web'

'How do you want it'
Asked she instead.

'From doorframe to porch ledge
and under the chair'

'How do you want it
my little one fair?'

'Covered with diamonds of a
new day dew--
Drifting in the breeze
of which there are few--'

'How do you want it
come hither and say'

'Make it all
within one day.'

'How do you want it
inspect it' said she.

'And I did very closely
--til it grabbed me'

'Alas, my little one
you seem to be dazed'

And he was, that fly, as the spider did graze--on him........


ta ta............

A Fairie Vale by the River