Poem of the day
The Spider Part Deux
I spared a spider yesternight,
and now this morning wear his bite.
A lesson I've learned and this is it:
He's an ungrateful, arachnid, little sh*t.
-- Sadder B. Wiser
UPDATE: The battle of the eight legged freak verse has begun. Here's one from the good professor Horace Jeffery Hodges:
Black Widow
Spider
eyed her
dear-
to-be.
"Bide here,
spider
dear
to me."
Tried her.
Spider!
Dear-
ie me.
Died, her
spider
dear-
to-be.
-- And likewise anonymous...
I spared a spider yesternight,
and now this morning wear his bite.
A lesson I've learned and this is it:
He's an ungrateful, arachnid, little sh*t.
-- Sadder B. Wiser
UPDATE: The battle of the eight legged freak verse has begun. Here's one from the good professor Horace Jeffery Hodges:
Black Widow
Spider
eyed her
dear-
to-be.
"Bide here,
spider
dear
to me."
Tried her.
Spider!
Dear-
ie me.
Died, her
spider
dear-
to-be.
-- And likewise anonymous...
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1 Comments:
So, it's a battle is it? So far, you're winning. Still, I'd suggest some minor alterations to your most recent lyric:
I spared a spider yesternight,
and now this morning wear his bite.
A lesson learned and this is it:
Ungrateful, arachnid, little sh*t.
I think that this brings the meter of latter couplet more into line with that of the former couplet and also gives some extra punch to that final line.
Jeffery Hodges
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