Spidey in my closet
Where else can he be
Crawling into spaces
Creepy feeling creat
Whack him off the windowsil
That should do him good
Closets are for secrets
For spidey
Theres a corner
Sit there
Stare out
Weave your webs
Eight legs tangled
Wheres your head
Closet spidey
Whacked out
I just hope he’s not dead.