Mister Spider Poem by Destry Miller

Caught in a web
Was a little fly
Trapped and helpless
Waiting to die
Then came Mister Spider
'How do you do? '
He asked the fly
'And how foolish are you.
Didn't you see my
Web lying here? '
'No, ' replied the fly
In terrible fear
'I was too busy
And i didn't see
This horrible trap
Layed out for me, '
'Little fly, ' he said
'you are too careless
Now unfortunately
your stuck in this mess
Its all your fault
And now you'll die
Because you didn't
Look dear fly.'
Later that day
When the deed was done
Spider spun another web
For some more awful fun
He waited in silence
And pracically drooled
Waiting for another
Busy fool
Too careless
To bother to see
What a hopless meal
He was to be