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Once I loved a spider
When I was born a fly,
A velvet-footed spider
With a gown of rainbow-dye.
She ate my wings and gloated.
She bound me with a hair.
She drove me to her parlor
Above her winding stair.
To educate young spiders
She took me all apart.
My ghost came back to haunt her.
I saw her eat my heart.- Vachel Lindsay, 'The Spider and the Ghost of the Fly'
The 17 kids talk.
Bookmarked by psycouture
07 Oct 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
mildly tasty, gives you something to think about.

