Miss Muffet

She was sittin’ in the sunshine, just passin’ the day,

With a bowl full of comfort, her curds and whey.

The meadow was quiet, the breeze was light,

But the shadows were moving, just out of sight.

Little Miss Muffet

Sat on a tuffet,

Eating her curds and whey;

There came a big spider,

Who sat down beside her

And frightened Miss Muffet away.

Run, run, Miss Muffet, don’t look back,

Heart’s beating faster on a one-way track.

The spider’s not evil, he just wants to stay,

But fear took her courage and carried her away.

Now the tuffet sits empty, her bowl on the ground,

The spider looks lonely, just glancing around.

No web spun of malice, no harm in his eyes,

Just two different worlds in a strange collide.

But maybe one day she’ll return to the place,

With courage inside and a smile on her face.

The spider’s still waiting, the meadow still sings,

And fear turns to friendship in the simplest of things.

Run, run, Miss Muffet, don’t look back,

Heart’s beating faster on a one-way track.

The spider’s not evil, he just wants to stay,

But fear took her courage and carried her away.