There once was a Spider who spun a web to catch to Moon. "I'll bottle it up!", she crooned. So she spun all her finest silk. She waited will all her arachnid will. For she had set her deadliest trap. But when the night was high and the moon beams bright -she felt her sticky anchor snap! The giant white orb lifted her home into the sky So now we observe, and She swells with pride When you set the unthinkable goal, when you set it so high you may become the only spider that flies.