Sunday, April 16, 2006














On candystripe legs the spiderman comes
Softly through the shadow of the evening sun
Stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead
Looking for the victim shivering in bed
Searching out fear in the gathering gloom and
Suddenly!
A movement in the corner of the room!
And there is nothing I can do
And I realise with fright
That the spiderman is having me for dinner tonight!

The cure

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

upsidownkiss,.. como tantas outras coisas!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

este post tá cheio de teias de aranha... :P

Anonymous said...

"Upside down
Boy, you turn me
Inside out
And round and round"

Diana Ross

Anonymous said...

And the spiderman is always hungry...lullaby.