This is the way the world ends.
The itsy bitsy spider crawls up the water spout.
In this valley of dying stars.
Down comes the rain and washes the spider out.
In death's dream kingdom.
Out comes the sun and dries up all the rain.
Between the essence and the descent falls the shadow.
And the itsy bitsy spider goes up the spout again.
Not with a bang but a whimper.
The Hollow Men - T.S. Eliot
The Itsy Bitsy Spider