By: Alan Hicks
Why? Why must you build your evil web of death every night? Why must you create such chaos by building it all across the porch? Every morning I must pass by your web of descruction and you laugh. Taunting me to come closer. Telling me to come closer to be BITTEN! Always must I crouch down and run like a little girl to avoid touching your evil web of doom. Why must we fight over such petty quarrels? Why must we bicker over nothing? Is there a cause for such unnecessary loss of life? I propose a truce! I shall not tear down your wall of evil so long as you build your web of lies in the top right corner as our forefathers decreed! Why not live and let live? Why not live in peace and properity, instead of death and destruction? What do you say? ���All right then, I�ll go around.