John Westlake

Gold Star - 21,704 Points (Crawley)

286. - Poem by John Westlake

Poor sobbing stirrer
why do you cry
is it because you've been caught out
in all your tricks and lies

You twisted them round you like a web
but you're the only one who got caught
little bitch spider will have to go hungry
now there's no one left to feed on


Now there's no way out of the strands
binding you so tight
you tried to call on me to help
but I'm not falling for that this time

Poor sobbing stirrer
why do you cry
is it because you've been caught out
a spider trapped in its own web
with only itself now to feed on

Topic(s) of this poem: hate


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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 1, 2016

Poem Edited: Monday, February 1, 2016


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