IF YOU WERE THE SPIDER.
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IF YOU WERE THE SPIDER.
IF you were the spider, and I were the fly,
As close as I dared to your web I'd come nigh.
I'd circle around at the dawning of light,
And steal to the edge of your palace at night;
I'd watch by the planets to find you asleep,
Then close to your side all a-tremble I'd creep.
I'd drop you sweet billets-doux tinted with shades
That flash thro' the tree-tops adown leafy glades.
I'd send you rare bon-bons of honey glacé;
And when I had wooed you for many a day,
I'd haste to your web there contented to die—
If you were the spider and I were the fly.
As close as I dared to your web I'd come nigh.
I'd circle around at the dawning of light,
And steal to the edge of your palace at night;
I'd watch by the planets to find you asleep,
Then close to your side all a-tremble I'd creep.
I'd drop you sweet billets-doux tinted with shades
That flash thro' the tree-tops adown leafy glades.
I'd send you rare bon-bons of honey glacé;
And when I had wooed you for many a day,
I'd haste to your web there contented to die—
If you were the spider and I were the fly.
