A little poem :3

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This is spider, when he comes out to play.

This is spider, on a rainy day.

This is spider, when I come by.

This is spider, when he runs from the incoming shoe from nearby.

This is spider, when he has to say goodbye..

This is spider when I step on him to die.

I make such good poetry :D

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