Orb Weaver Builds her
Home in the shadow of mine.
I guess I can share.
This should be the best time of life, but . . . (instead, we are become flaming squid huggers)
Look: I am eager to learn stuff I don't know--which requires actively courting and posting smart disagreement.
But as you will understand, I don't like to post things that mischaracterize and are aimed to mislead.
-- Brad Delong
3 comments:
Spider, spider, weaving bright
Webs of death in autumn’s light,
If you lurk there, bye and bye
You will snare a hapless fly.
(With apologies to William Blake)
SSS: Antlers
Mysric -
Never apologize to Blake. There has never been a poem screaming more loudly, "PARODY ME!"
Nicely done, BTW.
Cheers!
JzB
Really nice. Pretty. I love spiderwebs.
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