Inward bound
Pitter-patter
What's the matter?
Not a sound
Four by four delicate limbs
Onward bound
Spin your web
In the flow and ebb
Silken spun around
Eight glistening portals
Outward mapping
A feast of kings
The spider sings
Ready for the trapping
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