Like a spider
Setting a trap
I lie in wait upon my nest
Swaying back and forth in the wind
I feel that ting
The sound that indicates prey
I scurry up up up the line
To play with my catch
Like a spider
Setting a trap
I lie in wait upon my nest
Swaying back and forth in the wind
I feel that ting
The sound that indicates prey
I scurry up up up the line
To play with my catch