Bold jumping spider’s cheeky grin
inhabits not his fuzzy chin.
Indubitably not rude nor snooty,
you’ll find him smiling on his booty.

An aerialist, short facile leaps;
satin sacs in which he sleeps.
Eyes galore, vision intact: 
eight plus the pair upon his back.

dVerse prompt: write a quadrille: (a poem of exactly 44 words) and include a form of the word Jump.