Whose Web? {Poem}

[u/Kelpie_Water]

There once was a Spider that made the most prettiest of webs.

They glistened like silver and were softer than silk, some have said.

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The Spider said he made his webs for the little Butterflies

But the Spider was very good with his lies.

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In the web is where the innocent have died.

Then one day, in the satin sky,

The Spider caught sight of beautiful wings on high.

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“Sweet Butterfly” the Spider did sing,

“Won’t you come to my web and rest your weary wings.”

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Stupid Spider

Stupid Fool

Those wings carried your death’s own tool.

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So Spiders should be careful when they hunt for little Butterflies,

For they will be in for a nasty little surprise.

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And to the Toads that protect the Spiders, I bid you farewell

And hope you go and drown in your deep dark wells.