★ The Cobweb Lyrics:
A hungry spider made a web
Of thread so very fine,
A person’s fingers could not feel
The slender little line.
Round-about, and round-about
And round-about it spun,
Straight across and back again
Until the web was done.
Oh, what a pretty shining web
It was, when it was done!
The little flies all came to see
It hanging in the sun.
Round-about, and round-about
And round-about they danced,
Across the web and back again
They darted and they glanced.
The hungry spider sat and watched
The happy little flies;
And he could see on every side,
He had so many eyes.
Round-about, and round-about,
And round-about they go,
Across the web and back again,
Now high they fly now low.
“I am hungry, very hungry,”
Said the spider to a fly.
“If you were caught within the web,
You very soon should die.”
But round-about, and round-about,
And round-about once more,
Across the web and back again
They flitted as before.
For all the flies were much too wise
To venture near the spider;
They flapped their little wings and flew
In circles rather wider.
Round-about, and round-about,
And round-about went they,
Across the web and back again,
And then they flew away.