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Here is a poem I wrote when I had a bit of time to kill before class today...

Spider Jerk
By ME

Spiderman enters an abandoned warehouse
"This doesn't look good," he thinks to himself
His spidey sense tingles; danger is at hand
The time for procrastination is over

Suddenly, a ghost appears
It is translucent and white
Instead of eyes it has two black voids
It is dressed in the manner
Of a civil war Union soldier
This doesn't look good

Spiderman springs into action
Plow! A wad of spider webbing
Shoots forth from his wrist
Is his web shot biological...
Or did he invent it in a lab?
The world may never know

The webbing goes right through the ghost

Spiderman, Spiderman
You need to devise a new spider plan
Spiderman, don't mean to be rude
Gotta use your brains to bag this one, dude

"If I don't trap this ghost,
I'm toast," Spiderman mumbles to himself
He needs time to think
So he runs to the other side of the warehouse

The ghost floats right behind spiderman
Shooting ghost bullets out of a ghost musket
A ghost bullet flies right through Spiderman's head
"Whoa, that was too close for comfort," he says
In a rasied voice

Spiderman now has a new strategy
"It's time to fight fire with fire," he shouts
"Or should I say...ghost with ghost?"
Spiderman is not fucking around anymore

Spiderman turns his wrists on himself
He instinctually shies away from the poweful web-blasters
After a moment of hesitation
He releases a deadly blast of web at his own head

Spiderman is killed instantly
His body collapses on the floor
A mily spirit emerges from his corpse
Spiderman has become Ghost Spiderman

Ghost Spiderman jumps right into it
He clobbers his fellow ghost
With a barrage of powerful punches
And kicks too

Go, Spiderman!
Kill the bad guy
Punch him in the face...
Punch him in the face again

Spiderman knocks the ghost on his ass
Spiderman uses his ghost webs
To hang the spirit from the cieling
The cops later arrest the spook and put him in jail
But he just floats right through the bars

The End??!?!