Spider, spider, how you crawl,
Up that unforgiving wall,
Your giant body you must haul,
Before you the world is starting to fall.
Canine, canine, how you howl,
You feel a sickness in your bowel,
There is no food - no rabbit, no fowl,
Other-world creatures, they stalk and they prowl.
Dove, dove, flutter your wings,
Black and blue bruises under your eye rings,
Fly far away now, escape everything,
Ghosts of the past are now ready to sing.
Human, human, you're no longer gay,
The sun has just shone it's last beautiful ray,
Everything's gone now - the wizards, they fey,
Tell me the events that have led to this day.
Emma Sanderson
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ReplyDeleteA- i liked it but is it meant to be 'the' not 'they' on the second last line
ReplyDeletethird last line, "it's" should be "its". Really liked it though! A
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ReplyDeleteideas for pictures: spider climbing up a brick wall, or a dog howling at the moon.
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