Spider Song (filk)
| Taliesin Wordweaver |
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(Set to the tune of Hilla Stormbringer's "Taco Song")
Well I admit I hate Spiders, Please stay the hell out of my bed, Abstractly I know they eat the bad bugs But I can't get them out of my head- I can't get them out of my head It will not do to hate spiders, Their webs are finer than silk, With tensile strength that is greater than steel, And their venom you must learn to milk Their venom you must learn to milk Maybe instead of a spider A puppy is what you should hate They are barky and bitey and smell up the house, And their eyes do not number eight Their eyes do not number eight No you may not have a kitten A tarantula's calling your name They are fuzzy and jumpy, and climb up your arms, You will find them exactly the same Will find them exactly the same I say there's plenty of spiders, they're falling from every tree, Insect populations are checked quite enough So a spider-hunter I'll be, A spider hunter I'll be Loudly I scream I hate spiders I hate their dancing legs I hate the way they creep up in the night, And lay their gruesome pale eggs Lay their gruesome pale eggs |
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