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- It's MS. Muffet Thank You Very Much. at allpoetry
Little Ms. Muffet / Went for her tuffet, / But found Mr. Spider sat there. / Tapping her feet, / Impatient beats, / Demanding he give up his chair. / Still he did sit, / As she chewed her lip / Whilst impatien - Smoke and Mirrors at allpoetry
A transient fog rolls from his mouth / Twisting around his effortless speech, / Holding a lilting accent of it's own. / His words lie stranded, / Entwined within the lingering film, / Suspended in time between us bo
