Incy Got the Sack –
He is now hanging in my garage.
Incy wincy spider was late for work again
he was sick and tired
of being washed out by the rain.
He’d been totally delighted
when at first he’d got the job
but now he was regretting
the daily soggy slog.
Incy Wincy spider made it to the spout
he was late, drops began
to try and wash him out.
He was at the bottom
when he should’ve been up the top
there was nothing for it
he didn’t want the chop, so..
Incy Wincy spider tried to climb the spout
but down came the rain
and washed the spider out.
He was cross and grumpy
and swearing as he climbed
he had to suck it up though
stick with the daily grind.
Out came the sunshine
and dried up all the rain
so Incy Wincy spider tried to climb again.
The sun had made the pipe hot
it was burning all his feet
he was under stress now
the rhyme was incomplete.
Incy Wincy spider pleaded with his boss
down came the rules
he shouted and was cross.
Out came the papers
and Incy got the sack
so Incy Wincy spider
went on the benefit (sometimes reality doesn’t rhyme).
Crowded Mind 