Fair Price Required
- Martine Shackerley-Bennett
- Jul 5, 2017
- 1 min read

A grubby little miser
Sat in a hole
Looking at the moon
For tales to be sold
Of dark deeds deathly haunts
How people lost their souls
Shadows gliding on the earth
Headless figures feeling cold
Down came the spider
With hairy spindly legs
Having dined on a sparrow
That got tangled in his web
Spider looked at miser
Who nibbled on his chin
Thinking of his daughter
Who was looking rather thin
Eyes span around so quickly
Fear died of fright
The web of Confucius
Was pulling very tight
He regretted the contract
For the money was not nice
A cockroach had made an offer
That doubled spider’s price
He’d fattened up his daughter
Fed her words everyday
Gave her water in a thimble
Throughout the month of May
The spider was threatening
A promise had been made
To dine on the daughter
Before the Grand Parade
Thought gave in to action
Miser in the air
Pushed the spider downwards
Into the darkened lair
Earth descended swiftly
A hole was quickly filled
The life that was beneath it
Forever will be stilled
The cockroach came a calling
To take his prize away
But the daughter who had not eaten
Had not survived the day



















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