The Spider

I just looked at my ceiling What do I see A ruddy great spider web Looking back at me How the heck  do they do it This ones suspended in space The beginning is a wall The ceiling is its  base. Are they dead acrobats from the circus Still showing what they  can do You think  theyre  after flies But secretly spying  on you Or maybe just maybe  It knows its halloween So want to frighten me to death Whens they dangle in front of me. So then mr spider Take up thy bed and walk I dont want u in my house When u go you can take the mouse.