A Gal Named Eve

There once lived a gal whos name was Eve she was married to a man named Steve she owned a pet spider that she called slow Rider quite often he slept inside her sleeve Brushing their toes as he crawled aside there were so many places to hide inside her white bonnet without fuss or a fret Spider-Rider spun dreams made of hyde There once lived a spider named Rider so great as a friend and confider night was so much brighter when he slept beside her together they slept all the wiser