No Requiem for a Spider Silver Ookami Oct 01/03 Don't give me emotions I've no tears to spare This home is my castle It has no right to dwell there Don't give me no protestors No marches, nor signs Just hand me a blow torch I'll burn down these vines I won't delay the drama I'll make haste to my wish Forthright from this moment All monsters go *squish* Am I glad or in sorrow? I won't tell you which Those eight little legs Continue to twitch Sorry my introduction To poetry is not lighter But what can I say I've no eulogy for a spider.