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This is a poem about a cricket and a spider that wants to eat him.
I am a little cricket, happy to be free.
Here I go a-leaping and no one bothers me,
Until I see Tarantula; I hope he can't see me.
I fear that great, big spider will have me for his tea.
I do not move an inch; I dare not make a sound.
I cannot jump away; I'm frozen to the ground.
Whatever shall I do? Now he's eyeing me.
If I don't move quick, he will jump on me.
Oh! He's running fast! Get ready, here I go.
Yes! I take a leap, the spider is too slow.
See how disappointed the poor old fellow is.
He looks as if he's thinking, 'How ever did I miss?'
I am a little cricket, happy to be free,
And no big hairy spider is ever catching me.
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