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SpiderThis story may contain adult content. |
| Written by Alex Hodson | |
| Thursday, 07 August 2008 | |
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The spider spins his web of lies, Strand by strand, thread by thread, Waiting for his delicate prize, Through trees his black boots tread... Look into my eyes... His only web is in the park, A place which he adores, Scuttling around in the dark, Forever he explores... Of fear, terror, cries... He'll find a fresh feast, satisfy His old sexual taste, Upon a poor, innocent fly: That girl he will disgrace... Perhaps I'll rape a little fly And watch her as she dies... Copyright 2008 Alex Hodson |
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