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There was a girl who cried to her mother

About the spiders living in her walls

She lied to her father she was just pretending

There wasn’t a fortress/palace made out of legs

From all the dead spiders that she had collected

in her desk drawers and under her bed

built them into cities and castles and houses

Until there was nothing left of her room

The cat wouldn’t enter, her mother had left her

And all that remained was her father she lied to

When he finally invaded the ode to spiders

(The hamalie to insects

there was nothing left of his head

Ahhhhh spider spider

Ahhhhhhshshshhsjsms s ALL OF THE SPIDERS