Little teeny spider,
Up there higher
Than my arm could reach--
I don't want to catch you.
I don't want to touch you.
Because you can bite me
And you can nip me
I think it's so funny
That a little spider like you
Could spin a web
As you do, do, do.
Up there higher
Than my arm could reach--
I don't want to catch you.
I don't want to touch you.
Because you can bite me
And you can nip me
I think it's so funny
That a little spider like you
Could spin a web
As you do, do, do.
Axa, this is a lovely poem. I've read it aloud several times and it makes me smile every time.
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