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On candystripe legs spiderman comes 
Softly through the shadow of the evening sun
Stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead 
Looking for the victim shivering in bed 
Searching out fear in the gathering gloom and 
Suddenly ! a movement in the corner of the 
Room ! and there is nothing I can do when I 
Realise with freight that the spiderman is having 
Me for dinner tonight 

Quietly he laughs and shaking his head creeps 
Closer now closer to the foot of the bed and 
Softer than shadow and quicker than flies his 
Arms are all around me and his tongue in my 
Eyes "be still be calm be quiet now my precious 
Boy don't struggle like that or I will only love 
You more for it's much too late to get away or 
Turn on the light the spiderman is having you 
For dinner tonight"  

 And I feel like I'm being eaten by a thousand 
Million shivering furry holes and I know that in 
The morning I will wake up in the shivering cold 
And the spiderman is always hungry... 

Deux mois.
Trois jours.
Une fois.
Trois fois.

Deux fois.
Trois fois. Et en public. Et la fierté.

To be continued.

Ou pas.