Méiguī, Méiguī, oh why do you weep
 Don't you know spiders die in their sleep?
 They hang upside with smiles on their faces 
 Where they've been beaten  back in their places 
 With elastic bands spinning on their wrists 
 Tight, tight pain curled up in fists 
 
 
 Méiguī, Méiguī, the suns shining bright 
 New day, new life, all will be light 
 You don't have to fear the monster under your bed 
 Not even the monster hiding in her head 
 For you'll be ok, everything's alright 
 She's slipped away, slipped away, into the night 
 
 Méiguī, Méiguī, I'll protect you it's fine 
 For I am the innocent one, free of all crime 
 Wrap each delicate wing around your body  
 It's ok, It's ok, you're just a bit groggy 
 No more will you live in dread
 The spider, the spider, she's already dead.
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	Jo Middleton (
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 - Category: Surrealist
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Comments1
"Rose" in Chinese? Very soothing poem.
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