The spider web is finer then a spool of thread
He weaves it from leaf to gate
I know because I found it too late
When the morning dew is on the web
And the sunlight glistens each thread
I love to see a spider web
So little spider weave your thread
For I cannot find anything finer
than a spider web.

by Evelyn Gillies

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