There once was a little spider,
It lived in my living room.
It would make a web constantly,
I'd break them with my broom.
I drove it away every single day,
And everyday it came right back.
I got tired breaking its web,
But it never got tired building it back.
Until one day I decided,
This spider's little life would end.
When I saw a mosquito and a fly caught,
Then it instantly became my friend.
So now I don't kill spiders,
Though I sweep their webs away.
Because I dislike mosquitoes and flies much more,
Than I do spiders, anyday.
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