Doomed bloom

Even the itsy bitsy spider
Found himself tired and uninspired
Climbing up that water-spout
Just to be washed back out

He gave it a lot of thought
Before deciding to take off
For an environment that inspires
To feel a life full of blissful desire

It was on a warm spring day
He set out and made his way
To a Meyers Lemon Saloon
Checked himself into a bloom

Spun a deceitful web of doom
Luring all his lovelies with perfume

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