Saint Spider spun a wondrous web
Between the branches of two trees
She swung she ran she tugged each thread
Her elbows needles, pins her knees.
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Such muse and wit. I'm getting there Linda. Such a lot to read on poem hunter, but we seem to have a certain compatability that keeps me coming back to yours. Since I've been on here, I spend more time reading than writing
Steve
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Such muse and wit. I'm getting there Linda. Such a lot to read on poem hunter, but we seem to have a certain compatability that keeps me coming back to yours. Since I've been on here, I spend more time reading than writing Steve x