Did she ever harm you?
Frightened and brave, you children!
Poke at her with brooms and sticks
Whichever is handy,
That poor little creature,
Which doesn't even have bones!
On the ceilings and to the walls
You chase after
And she runs
And hides.
Yet SHE creeps you?
Yet SHE fears you?
Don't you see a fear equivalent?
Only had you observed,
You would have found her familiar.
She was there all your life.
Well she WILL be there
You see or not,
So pretend until you react,
And back to the point
Where a circle Starts.