Slick Spider

Slick Spider spit
out a strand
of a lie.

Then he realized that
spitting lies was good.

So he
spit some
more strands
of lies,
and continued spitting them out,
until it became one huge web.

Then he wanted to
spit some
more, but the
web became too
sticky; Slick Spider
could no longer
get out.

He was trapped
in his own web.

And as he
tried to
spit some
more, he slowly
covered himself up, and
slowly suffocated
in his own spit.

Such is the sad, sad story of Slick Spider.

*Children's poem

Sting Lacson

A writer. By degree and by profession. Also strongly advocates ten-finger typing to all writers because that's what you do for a living, so be efficient at it.

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