Oh the dark o'ersized spider
Crawling through the murk and mire
Its lumbering fangs do aspire
Slumbering lives soon retire
In the dark, they do not know
Soon thier sleeping fate will show
Octfold eyes with evil glow
Fangs dripping venom in the snow
Oh the dark o'ersized caper
Rips through tent like silk or paper
Screaming starts, but soon will taper
As they're sent to meet thier maker...
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