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Spider spun her silken web to catch herself a suitor but flies she thought are not my sort for their ways just wouldn't suit her and then a moth whilst chewing cloth said I shall be thy tutor what you must do I'm telling you is buy yourself a rooter For there is a web for you to neb With men you'd find much cuter
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Sep 28, 2012
Sep 28, 2012 at 6:00 AM UTC
Spiders Second Web
Spider spun her silken web to catch herself a suitor but flies she thought are not my sort for their ways just wouldn't suit her and then a moth whilst chewing cloth said I shall be thy tutor what you must do I'm telling you is buy yourself a rooter For there is a web for you to neb With men you'd find much cuter
Neb is nosey look at
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Sep 28, 2012
Sep 28, 2012 at 6:00 AM UTC
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