Under a web beside a gate

A spider hangs his legs are eight

Above him flies the busy bee

Six black and furry legs has she

A tabby cat goes leaping past

Her four legs carry her so fast

I've only two that isn't many

But Mr Worm he hasn't any

Under a web beside a gate

A spider hangs his legs are eight

Above him flies the busy bee

Six black and furry legs has she

A tabby cat goes leaping past

Her four legs carry her so fast

I've only two that isn't many

But Mr Worm he hasn't any