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发布于:2019 年 6 月 27 日 下午 5:33
更新于:2023 年 11 月 5 日 上午 11:25

There was once a young boy who would not hurt a fly,
Living on a small farm underneath the blue sky.
Now this story I warn you is not for those faint of heart,
For our sad tale begins with a boy's troubled start.
All the boy ever wanted was just be seen,
Noticed by his father who never meant to be mean.
He was absorbed in his work no time for play or talk,
And the boy grew to despise the click of that lock.
As the lonely days passed, jealous thoughts filled his mind,
The boy turned to naughtiness when once he was kind.
So he came up with a plan to get Papa's attention,
And one fateful night he broke into his father's collection.
Contraptions, treasures, and oddities galore,
He tipped over the glass case and it shattered on the floor.
Out came a spider, it gave the bad boy a fright,
Eight eye peeled into his soul and it lunged in for a-
Oh turn away my dear friend. I don't want you to see,
For this boy and this spider were not meant to meet.
For that night with one bite they became something new,
A boy and arach, now one no longer two.
His parents screamed and they yelled in fright at the sight,
And chased him away where he got lost in the night.
He was cold and was scared. he vowed he'd be nice,
He begged for a way to change back, no matter the price...
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