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Arrogance

My sister was born with a special gift

she could weave could weave so beautifully

almost all the kings wives & daughters wanted her stock

like this she became very famous

 

She soon got a big head

let arrogance posses her mind

she mocked the king

sparring no mercy

 

One of the king's wives was angry

challenge her to a weaving contest

the wife lost

my sister mocked her

 

She was turned into a spider

the wife was never kinder

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May 17, 2013
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