Come Children

I am a black widow,
And here is my web.
Many little spiders,
You’re all in my eggs.

Come my children,
Come to your mom.
Listen to my tune,
Follow my voice.

Come my dear children,
While the night is still young.
The moon shines upon you,
Your blood is nice and warm.

Say hi to my dragon,
Isn’t it nice and sweet?
Walk into its mouth,
Where you’ll find a treat.

Let go of your fears,
Dance if you must.
Tender your taste,
Think happy thoughts.

Raven Archer

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