The Spider My Sister Killed- Part 2
The little spider kept on showing
My friend advised me
With time they will all come
I denied it childishly
With eggs laid out
Hundreds and millions
They will become
To the bathroom I went again
The little spider was hanging in the air
To his narrow web
I called to my sister
Come
And kill him
She brought a shoe
Stroke him hardly
I felt pity and dull
He was still moving
With no mercy she said
I will relieve him from his pain
With a stroke
He lay dead and crushed
I looked away from the little spider
And left the bathroom
To continue a day of none
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