Narcissit? Who me?

Thursday, February 11, 2010

It sits upon my finger, there
Two eyes yellow, eight legs spare,
Upon a mental ring, a loft
with purple gold-ish fuzz that's soft.

It is my spider ring, that I wear,
a ring; powerful. So beware.
It could upon you put a curse on,
so run away foolish person!

Do not try to take my ring,
it is a wonder, treasured, thing.
So envy it as I walk by,
but do not touch, nor even try.


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Please report to work today wearing your ring. I want its magical propertise to dazzle The Desk.

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