Wilbur's Revenge

When Wilbur saw the spider climbing up the water spout/ he spoke about a dream he had when he was dying/ he said it was the best he'd ever had/ Though sad and beguiling/ he always spoke while smiling/ as he kept piling bs/ while digging a ditch for himself with his tongue/ a tongue tied twister is what it was to listen to his words/ and for those who knew him/ they could so see through him and this caused them to resent the thought of him/ but they'll never forget him/ ever/ One day the spider crossed him and ate his curds and whey/ and though little miss tuffet saw the whole thing/ when wilbur asked her certain things/ she would not budge for she was no snitch she sneered/ and so happened the worst thing that wilbur feared/ his friend for years had axed him/ and behind his back attacked him/ so wilbur being the son of a gun he was/ was blunt when he went up to the spider and when she looked he sprayed her in the face and eyes with mace and raid/ and wilbur watched her twitch and tingle in a single web she'd spun for fun and pleasure/ then when wilbur turned in satisfaction/ there the farmer was waiting to catch him/ cut him up and rack him/ ship em off and pack em/ into neatly pink packed tray's where he'll spend the rest of his days on display/