There once was a big black spider
Who wowed everyone who eyed her
But once the door was closed
That’s when the fake light dozed
Her babies were once warm and cozy
But now they were no longer rosy
The webs they weaved showed imperfections
But that led her feelings in misdirections
Her venom flowed through their veins
But it was their sadness that reigned
They were too nice for this world
But from her their feelings were more whirled
”Fight on!” she said with all her vigor
But the babies wouldn’t grow any bigger
The spider will soon leave them behind
Not caring if her babies are in a bind
So to you I say who reads this story
Remember the tale of the babies not living in glory
And if they could cast just one spell
They’d curse their mother’s venom to Hell