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The Blue Spider
She weaves her tangled web of Blue
Emotions, lies & cruelty just for you.
Her body clothed in Blue
Tantilises, as she feeds on you
The rumours spread the papers said
of what she did and now he’s dead
His body covered in a shroud of Blue
No more lies could he take from you
You crushed me good, barely alive
But, sometimes the good do survive.
My child, our child is wise and bright
She will one day learn of my fight
To protect her from your web of lies
It is I who hears her when she cries
For Blue is the colour of you
Yet white is the truth I will tell of you.
