1.A hungry spider made a web Of thread so very fine，Your tiny fingers scarce could feel The slender little line.
All .Round about，and round about，And round about it spun；Straight across，and back again，Until the web was done.
2.Oh，what a pretty，shining web It was when it was done ！
The little flies all came to see It hanging in the sun.
All .Round about，and round about，And round about they danced；Across the web，and back again，They darted and they glanced.
3.The hungry spider sat and watched The happy little flies；It saw all round about its head，It had so many eyes.
All .Round about，and round about，And round about they go；Across the web，and back again，Now high again，now low.
4.“Oh，come within and sup with me，You pretty little flies；I’m sure you‘d like to see my house，”The hungry spider cries.
All .But round about，and round about，And round about once more；Across the web，and back again，They flitted as before.
5.For all the flies were much too wise To go too near the spider；They flapped their little wings，and flew In circles rather wider.
All .Round about，and round about，And round about went they；Across the web，and back again，And then they flew away.
