Spider God

Spider God

The cobs
of past

Your ill’s
n complaint’s

All come
runnin

To drown
you into
the drain

The fish
goin by

Know to
swim

You make
a big
splash

Of your
inept
survival

The bones
broken

And the
blood in
a jar

It’s a
sad site

For everyone
to skip
around

Now all
alone

In the
darkest corner

A Bang
on the
head

They call
it the
‘God Particle’

Caution: This might be all theory

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