Little spider twee and trim,
corners keep you locked and limn
the shinies of your eyes
with dingy pools.

Hither hider, sleek and slim.
Warner peeps through blocks bedimmed
with whiny little flies--
the mingy fools.

Brittle slider preened and prim,
horror sleeps in hemlock, hymns
the spiny paradise
in wintry spools.

Withering viper, deep you swim.
Mortar keeps the bedrock trim.
Wee tinies galvanize
a flinty fuel.