Hang on, stitching together your page...
You would leave these cathnids trapped and dying?
Look at this one in the silk extractor.
She needs us to be her benefactor,
save her from the shaking fear that wracks her.
Say I’d leave her? I’d be lying.
Curb your urge to be a pessimist!
See the tapestry and not the knots.
Be my ace and help me take this shot
please quit acting like a hand of aughts.
Take your hand
and form a fist.