In
a quiet house, all quivered with fear
For
there was a horror dwelling near.
It
shifted around from wall to wall;
It
was the Spider that ruled the hall.
Eight
legs scratched the wall in a hurry,
Propelling
it past in a flurry.
Passersby
would stop and start staring,
“Didn't
the Spider sit over there?”
All
feared it greatly though none knew why,
All
wished the Spider would leave or die,
Yet
no one touched it – no one at all,
So
it lived on and haunted the hall.
One
day the Spider simply vanished,
But
the minds of all remained blemished,
For
still all tiptoe through the wide hall,
Fearing
the Spider once on the wall.
(c) copyright - curious cognitive content - June 6, 2013
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