Spider To The Fly"Come into my den."Said the spider to the fly,To the fly."You can see how beautifulYou are then.A spider never lies.""I must move on Mr. Spider."Replied the Fly,"For I have many chores today."And your forked tounge lies.""My dear fly, I would never lie,Your features are wonderful,My favorite being your eyes.""My eyes are dull and hazey,Old Mr. Spider,But even as your words amaze me,I must be on my way.""Why are you in a hurry,My dear Fly come to my dean and join me,In a cup of tea.And let me gaze upon,your gosamier wings.""My wings are dirty and brown,On, Mr. Spider.I must be on my way,To the other side of town.""Oh graceful Fly,Your tiny feet must be tired,Come and rest them in my den.What fun we'll have then.""My feet are tired today,For the walk was long and hard,Prehaps I could rest a while,But keep your comments kind.""Oh dear Fly my words are always kind,And I did not lie about your eyes,For they taste devine."