It's just a ladybird limping down a leaf of meadow grass watched hungrily by many eyes which funnily enough belonged to only one spider.

If I was limping, Mother would have kissed my leg better if I'd let her, but that poor ladybird was all alone,

I started singing that nursery ****,
'ladybird, ladybird fly away home'
then realised I was being unkind to the spider
who by this time had almost caught up to her

I closed my eyes and
nature did its thing.