The river replete with spiders and ticks
That somehow survived underwater
Those who bathed would be infested
Leaving the river in screams of horror
From the margin noone could guess
That inside the water spawned such nasties
Insane arachnids pervading between rocks
Swarming near the jetty
people looked on disappointed
in their swimming shorts confused
A look on their face of desire
Desire to enter the water
A constant doubtful murmur
equal to the babble and churn of the river
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