The Spider Poem by Juan Urena

The Spider

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Good morning to all, i am a small little thing that craws on the wall. Sad but excited, scared but nervous, Every 8 legs i trenble as i climb, the more higher i get the more they spy. As i look back my life is gone!

Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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