Eentsy Weentsy spider, stubborn as a mule
Climbed up the spout, ignoring ridicule
“We’ll see you soon,” they mocked and as they did
Down came the rain and back to earth she slid
Pointing, taunting, laughing, they made her feel so small
Bugged her without mercy, they loved to see her crawl
All throughout the yard she met with such disdain
That Eentsy Weentsy spider climbed the spout again