Spider was sitting in the bushes, waiting in one corner of his web. He was bored and started to complain, saying to himself, “What kind of life is this? I sit here all day just looking at this web and waiting to catch a fly. I am tired of this life.”
Then he started singing:
Fly oh fly oh fly
You’re killing me, it’s enough
I am dying of hunger here
Fly please help me
Then Spider heard a voice, “What a nice voice you have, Mr. Spider.”
“Wow Foxo the champion, what brings you this way? You have remembered me.”
Foxo replied, “Why do you talk like this Spider? I am always thinking of you.”