Ooky Kooky Spooky

He is too scared to fly at night. Blood can make him faint on sight. Spider, snakes anf spider mites will make him scream will girlish fright.

Why does everyone run away? Someone heard Sally Spider say. Is it my spider wit? Her spider wit is terribly hip. Is it my spider legs? Her spider legs are all the rage. Is it my spider shoes? No one could excuse a spider with shoes. Who knew?

Lizard tongues and cricket guts and lots of little nasty stuff, Witch Hazel stirs in everything. A moldy bone, and insect wing. She toils away in a red hat wearing polka dots instead of black. A dash of snake and an eye of newt, is it trouble she is brewing or just bad soup?