It glitters in the darkness, a
Shaft of candle light filters
Through the keyhole. Nothing
But the great glittering web
Can be seen, yet the raised hairs
On the back of the neck say
That there is something else there.
A pair of red eyes stare
Unblinkingly at the prey, it is
Ready to feast, break the fast
The Spider is ready to see you now,
He is ready for his Halloween
Feast, may Saviour come for you,
For the terror Will eat you, your own
Pounding heart and quivering limbs
Won’t help you now.