Spider of Fortune – a poem

Tangles of spider husks in the underbrush

Are gathered, fallen from tribal wars

In the jungle demenses caused by encounters

Chance in nature and terrible in stature.

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Hunters and horror fight against others

With equipment to repel and resist,

Natural arms seek chinks against strategy

Where brute force may fail, terrible fallacy.

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Spider against spider is no even match,

The hunter mayst oft become the hunted,

Yet not now when a single strategist

Shall study for fortune, then strike.

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