Waiting
Creeping
Waiting
Strike!
Webbing split, threads a-wrapping
Prey is live, merely napping
Precious food, far too rare
Stolen by the others there!
Dewdrops glisten, fire crackles
Spider-girl quietly cackles
Pale skin, like molten moonlight
Hazel eyes, oh-so-bright!
Looking down from high above
Seeing food but never love
Kept away from cities grand
Hunted by a naga band!
Danger lies in every field
Always fight and never yield
Eat the food that has been caught
It is yours so now you ought!
Set the traps and see the prey
Theyll not live another day
The food is done, now suck it in
To survive is how you win!
A beauty of the forests deep
Who sets traps for her foes
Her name is Lilia, stories say
Though its only she who knows!
Flicker in the forest glade
How lovely, they do speak
Gorgeous is her midnight hair
Forget her legs do creak!
Wary must a traveler be
Who takes the forest path
A spider-girl is waiting there
A fool could do the math!














Comments
But for the contest I had more full story in mind though
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gone to my "happy place"
-back soon
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They who have the most guns kick butt.
-Evangeline A.K. McDowell
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They who have the most guns kick butt.
-Evangeline A.K. McDowell
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You can't hug your children with nuclear arms.
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They who have the most guns kick butt.
-Evangeline A.K. McDowell
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"Fe-fi-fo-fum food in my belly you shall become"-Onja Zule
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They who have the most guns kick butt.
-Evangeline A.K. McDowell
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"Fe-fi-fo-fum food in my belly you shall become"-Onja Zule
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