Thus the Spyder Spake
By light of the moon's full face,
you by fist and root do
enter fest inwitting,
screaming bloody prettinesses.
Twas not shrill desecration
but mere kindness
of an errant twist..
but still....
As I do
beyond hope for you
entwine these fated strands
around your pleading form.
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