To make the text searchable, screen-readerable, and so on, it is transcribed below—once again by OCR without a single error. Typewriters are very good for OCR.

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If I could visit ancient Hellas,
I’d have to look up all the fellas.
To learn what oratory means,
I’d make my way to Demosthenes.
For history, I’d take long rides
To hear the tales from Thucydides.
I’d walk through Athens’ seedy lanes
And trade jokes with Aristophanes.
And, since I’m calling on the greats,
For physick, I’d see Hippocrates.
The priests in their white clericals
Would lead us all to Pericles,
And I’d say, “If you plan to write us,
Address us care of Democritus.”
And, best of all, I’d learn to speak
Quite fluently in ancient Greek.

Said the spider to the fly,
“If you did not wish to die,
You should not have tapped ‘Agree’
On my site.”

But the fly said to the spider,
“I attached a little rider,
Which it seems you did not see
Or read right.

“By continuing to spin
This here web you caught me in,
You agree to let me go
On my way.

“So I’ve beat you fair and square.
Note the words I added there
With a Sharpie, don’t you know,
Plain as day.”

But the spider ate the fly,
And he gave his reason why
As the life began to ebb:
“Flies are fools.

“For consent’s a one-way street,
And the law’s quite plain and neat
That whoever owns the web
Makes the rules.”