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Cocooned In Silk

One wild and wintry winter
He ventured to the wood
Guided only by the eerie moonlight
As he reached the spot,where a monster once stood

He called out "Oh monster!"
"Come to me forthwith"
"I wish to make a deal with you"
"That one day you may'st forgive"

He waited upon a mossy bank
Surrounded by frozen leaves
And within a moment of minutes
A loud crunching could be perceived

As he beckoned it even closer
He began to perceive its size
As wide as a felled oak tree
And its head could kiss the skies

The monster then spoke to me
With a wild, and weary voice
"Get on with it foul human"
"You know i have no choice"

Twas true, he held some magic
He'd bribed a witch, to make a spell
He'd paid her with broken bats wings
And a golden tufted snail"

"Right" said he to the monster
"You know what you have to do"
"To clear away the cobwebs from the clouds"
"Enough for a cobweb stew"

The monster frowned, and grimaced
And did as he was told
Producing a strange and curious stew
He was told to eat it cold

The monster became dull, and gloomy
As he ate it with his fingers
But it wasn't as bad as he imagined it to be
And its taste it kind of lingered

Now this was not the outcome the human wanted
As the spell was broken complete
The monster was able to finish the broth
As it was rather nice to eat

Soon after a strange thing happened
As the monster supped upon some cider
After just a few minutes whilst changing shape
Turned into a giant spider

The monster spider then caught the human
And wrapped him within fine silk
Then leaving the human just outside the wood
This human was a monster of a different ilk

The human was found by a passing witch
Who removed the fine silk with care
She wove it around a special bodkin
To later to attach to her hair

The human got up, and brushed himself down
Ungrateful, and rather rude
The nice witch, twnked her nose, and fingers
And made the human nude

The humans' plan failed miserably
He then walked home, like a new born bunny
He looked somewhat a ridiculous sight
And also rather funny

He swore that day, that he would stop
And ne'er enter the woods again
He told his tale on the world wide web
Then decided to move to Spain

by Jemia





Written by missjem56 (Jemia de Blondeville)
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