There is a dragonfly trapped in a spider-web waiting for its executioner to appear;

Instead of one, there are two predators patiently waiting to devour it alive, “Oh Dear!!!”

Just when I thought this must be the end of it, there comes yet another;

Surely this is the one who will finally light the funeral pyre… Be still my beating heart!

For the Spider Prophet who walks in the sunlight brings indescribable rapture;

While I spied with my eye, the Devil standing on the sideline stifling his wicked laughter.

A rose by any other name …
The beast was here all along…

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