Weaving spiders come not here;
Hence you long-legged spinners, hence!
Beetles black, approach not near;
Worm nor snail, do no offence.
-William Shakespeare
A Midsummer Night’s Dream

Someone- I’ll not name names- neglected to rinse out his soda cans.
When I went to wash them out, lookie what I found inside.

“Will you walk into my parlor?” said the spider to the fly;
“‘Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you may spy.”
-Mary Howitt