A spider sat on a shelf

Waiting all by her self

Waiting for a fly

To happen to come by

Says Miss Spider

To the daring young fly

What do you have for dinner in mind

Alas poor me she said

I eat alone

No friends to call my own

The fly felt sad

As she batted her baby blue eyes

So he quickly stated to dine

Come back at nine

She said with a smile

As she thought of her mealtime

But the fly changed his mind

As it neared the time

For he was very shy

And ended up eating at home

While the spider sat waiting

On the shelf

All by herself

Waiting for a fly

To happen to come by