Who else has noticed my house devoid of spiders?

Not you, the canteen from which I wish to sip. Puppet show at sunset,
I hope I’ll see you there, leaking something I can catch in a cup.
Just kidding, water fountain.
Fatigue isn’t ****, is it? I am so thirsty.
When you enter the scene I see something clean for me to drink.
I see myself holding my mouth over you and ******* for dear life.