OLD MOTHER SPIDER.
Said Old Mother Spider, “Here 1 sit; And while I wait, I like to knit.
“The silk I use, I make myself; I hate to spend, My hard-earned pelf.
“If you want flies, I sell them cheap; And other things That fly or creep.
“Don’t call me names, ’Cos flics I cat; You think roast beef A Sunday treat.
“The dog loves bones, The cat likes mice, Y'ou all would hate What I think nice.”
Said Old Mother Spider, “Well, good-bye, That little tug Means I’ve a fly!”
Permanent link to this item
https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/HAWST19260220.2.129
Bibliographic details
Hawera Star, Volume XLV, 20 February 1926, Page 16
Word Count
91OLD MOTHER SPIDER. Hawera Star, Volume XLV, 20 February 1926, Page 16
Using This Item
Stuff Ltd is the copyright owner for the Hawera Star. You can reproduce in-copyright material from this newspaper for non-commercial use under a Creative Commons BY-NC-SA 3.0 New Zealand licence. This newspaper is not available for commercial use without the consent of Stuff Ltd. For advice on reproduction of out-of-copyright material from this newspaper, please refer to the Copyright guide.
Log in