Spider
A Symphony of Nature's Intricacies: Spider's Dance
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In the shadows, in the bushes, in the space between the leaves
In hidden places, among vegetation, within the gaps among leaves
A spider in a thicket crawled up on my knee
A spider in a dense growth moved up onto my knee
I put my gloves on, put my hat on, and I ran from the trees
I wore protective gear and swiftly left the wooded area
But that little black spider came a-crawling after me
However, a small black spider continued to follow me
From the shadows in the bushes, in the space between the leaves
From hidden spots in the vegetation, within the spaces among leaves
A little black spider came a-crawling home with me
A tiny black spider accompanied me home
It crawled across my window as I lay me down to sleep
It moved across my window while I prepared to sleep
In the morning on my pillow it waited patiently
In the morning, it patiently waited on my pillow
And then came the ants, the frogs and the snakes
Subsequently, ants, frogs, and snakes appeared
Slithering and sliding through my clean white sheets
They slithered and slid through my clean sheets
Rustling from the bushes, creeping from the leaves
Noises from the bushes, movements from the leaves
Every awful creature came a-crawling over me
Every dreadful creature crawled over me
I crushed them and killed them, but they came all the more
I tried to eliminate them, but they persisted
So I ran in my nightshirt out onto the lawn
So, in my nightshirt, I ran outside onto the lawn
But I tripped up on a tree root and they swarmed from the weeds
I stumbled on a tree root, and they emerged from the weeds
A million little teeth tore me to pieces
Countless tiny teeth tore me apart
In the shadows of the thicket rain poured through the leaves
In the shadows of the dense growth, rain fell through the leaves
And I was scattered in the mud beneath the dripping trees
I lay scattered in the mud beneath the dripping trees
But from here and from there, from every direction
From all directions, voices emerged
Little voices sang under twigs and mosses
Little voices sang beneath twigs and moss
And I swarmed and I gathered under logs and leaves
I swarmed and gathered under logs and leaves
I crawled and I slithered under rotting trees
I crawled and slithered beneath decaying trees
In the tangle of the bushes, underneath the wet leaves
In the entanglement of the bushes, beneath the wet leaves
I am many and nothing and I crawl up on your knee
I am numerous and insignificant, and I climb up onto your knee
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