[Lawtan]

And so the ghastly, torn vessel,
Floats gently towards the cove,
It's crew tired yet running swift,
From stern above to bow below.

For the Ship of Spiders needed repair,
For which all only partly-knew,
With tattered sails and a hole or two,
The ship lay quite askew.

But, ho! The Cavern of Candlelight!
It shimmers in the twilight fog,
A dim beacon - a beacon still,
Of Sanctuary from the bottomless bog.

(Trying to revive the thread - all stowaways, feel free to move about and talk! We're in Espy's Candlelight Cavern, now.)