Imagine if spiders could fly With wings of gossamer black Gliding through open windows Their babies on their back They’d have no need for cobwebs Now catching bugs in flight And no more stuck in bathtubs That's one less little fright Instead, a thing of wonder 'Look Dad, there's a beauty' Says child with finger skyward 'And its baby is a cutie' In time, with evolution Their legs would be less hairy A special sight in every home Instead of something scary