Spiders MAG

September 29, 2011
By Hanna Firstenberger BRONZE, Maineville, Ohio
Hanna Firstenberger BRONZE, Maineville, Ohio
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She sits back and skims the air with her eyes
Waiting for it to come on by
She can sit and wait for hours
Spinning her web between two towers
I have seen her dressed in more than one disguise
Blending in with the ever-changing skies
You never know which way she'll come next
Men, watch out if you know what's best
Did I say men? I meant flies
Or did I? I am tangled up in my own lies

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on Apr. 10 2013 at 7:50 pm
priscilla jimenez, Hazleton, Pennsylvania
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hey i really like your poem. can i use it for a school project??

anastasia b said...
on Oct. 31 2011 at 11:43 am
your work has nice fluidity, content and movement. a joy to read. anticipate more soon?

Happy Ant said...
on Oct. 30 2011 at 11:37 am
Yea Hanna F!!! Love your poem honey.....the men..i mean flys best watch themselves

writer123 said...
on Oct. 30 2011 at 10:55 am
I love this poem!!!

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