In the after-rain perfect morning

one puddle in the driveway

is clear as glass over the stones

Wilbur lives because Charlotte protects him

Charlotte the compassionate, and the clever

I am her daughter, no question – but

it’s friday and the week is done

and you deserve to have some fun

turn on the television, have a beer

the war on terror’s going great

the media stokes up your hate

and tells you bush will save us all—don’t fear