'Will you walk into my parlour?' said the Spider to the Fly,

'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;

The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,

And I've a many curious things to shew when you are there.'

'Oh no, no,' said the little Fly, 'to ask me is in vain,

For who goes up your winding stair

-can ne'er come down again.'

~By Mary Howitt, 1829