Written for https://skepticskaddish.com/2026/06/03/w3-prompt-214-weave-written-weekly/
Incy wincy spider climbed up the bathroom spout
down came the foam and washed poor Incy’s doubt
Out came a glass, the sun shone with its rays
and Incy Wincy Spider regretted all his days.
Incy wincy spider his legs shrunk in the cage
down came the human, and the spider had no rage
Out came is wife, with a weapon in each hand
and Incy Wincy spider, his freedom she commands.
In the US we say Itsy Bitsy not Incy Wincy.
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