From Part I:
The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout.
Down came the rain, and washed the spider out.
Out came the sun, and dried up all the rain,
So the itsy bitsy spider climbed up the spout again.
And now, Part II:
“Shit,” coughed the spider, blowing water out of his nose and shaking out his drenched hair. “That was a close call.”
So the itsy bitsy spider jumped on his octacycle and rode down the rainwashed street under the bright sunshine. He soon saw a lonely young girl sitting on a tuffet, stuffing her face with an unidentifiable substance.
“Let’s see what’s going on here,” thought the spider.
To be continued…
