Kids scream like a devil arrived

A little spider running like the speed of light

As if it was a lion, marking its territory 

The wind is a wolf, howling strongly against the spider

As the spider builds and designs its brand new home

 

At last, the spider is now gleeful 

It dances with joy, admiring his house

Now waiting for its meal to fly to him

 

Boom! Bam! Pow!

The wind carries big sticks and rocks

As the spider abandons once again its home 

It walks away, with tears all over its face

 

As the spider reviews the memories

Of his beautiful home

The spider picks himself up

He climbs up the

Old gum tree 

And cries himself to sleep