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My brother Is so small; Dangly and Long-limbed, Like a spider.

Long-limbed, As if the rest of his body Hasn't gotten the message.

Some say he's grown some. I think they're talking Out of their spinnerets.

In my eight eyes, He's still just as small As he was then.

Yet somehow he's in highschool now And I'm in college. Was I also an arachnid? And if so, Was I ever that spindly?