poem

"What a web we weave!" said the spider to his friend. "It glistens in the rain and captures flies in the wind" But while they had their fill of flies still they wondered wished and whined for another who might slake their voracious appetites. One day she happened by, that monarch butterfly, and blown into the web she did catch their eyes. They oohed and ahhed at her beauty, made her welcome made her safe, but at the end of it all they still laid her on their plate.