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[aid] => mick
[title] => Life of a Spider
[time] => 2008-11-01 04:26:20
[hometext] => I Wrote This For My Little Sister.
[bodytext] => Have I been seen?
I'll risk a small crawl.
I need to get to the corner,
I could lose it all.
I scurry a bit more,
I'm almost there!
Just keep on moving,
I hope i won't scare.
Oh no! Someone's screamed.
I'll stop and look round.
I won't move a muscle,
I shan't make a sound.
Somebody's coming toward me,
glass in her hand,
I let down some silk;
Get me safely to land!
Woe is me! Stuck in a glass.
Looking up at my fresh uneaten flies.
This life of a spider's,
Is a sad life of mine.
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[informant] => black-thorn
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[score] => 5
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