They creep and they crawl.
Their eight fast moving legs creep people out.
Those who fear them want them all dead.
"Burn the house down!" they cry, never caring about their value.
They trap different bugs in their beautiful webs.
They eat the bugs that are harmful to my garden.
They eat the bugs that harmful to me.
They also eat the bugs that I love to see, but that doesn't decrease their value.
As long as you're not in my house, and I never have to watch you move...
I'm perfectly happy with you, little spider.
Live free, just don't come anywhere near me.