Those ancient Peruvians were proper cautions. According to National Geographic, some of them worshipped a spider god. Hmm. As I so often ask myself, what would Atahualpa do?
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I am often to be found murmuring incantations in the direction of a spider during my last few moments of wakefulness. Thus I chant: ‘Dear Spider, who art dangling on a thread from the ceiling above my head. Please, please don’t drop on my face whilst I sleep…Amen’
G Riecke : Hmmm. Could not the second line of your bedtime chant include further rhymes? Bed… dead… Ahmed… shed?