Web Spinner
Giant spider, climbing up the spout
Downward it tripped right on my pillow...
I croaked and rattled a loudest shout,
And glue-stick couldn't rid its long toes.
As thorax clung on the bedside wall
Spinning a web, a bold fight did dare
Wired mouth sprawled, I wanted to fall
But with my toy gun, war we declared.
I’ll pulp them eyes till the neck-bone drops
Spurting water on vile insect's tricks,
Until cape flings like a hero’s props...
It's Spiderman from Marvel comics!
Debbie Guzzi's Monsters and Marvels Contest
nette onclaud
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2014
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