Dear Sir, I'm an old
spider and I lived right behind him so far behind the plaster bust of this strange man with two faces which I think is called the god Janus. In fact, feel ...
Good god Janus had two faces how strange it was to make her grimace. Behind his head to see if the nose is sticking another. But it is not the god Janus who want to talk, but my poor old person.
I was a good fat and black spider in my day. But ... have been reduced by so many battles that I had to bear with her wife destroy each morning with a single sweep of my patients creations in the field of weaving.
If you were a fisherman and a shark the distrugesse every morning the network would like to live?
This is not to compare his wife to a shark. But ... I had to cut short to hunt flies in the library, and I camped in a small hut behind the head of the god Janus who do not complain too much. So I've aged.
The flies are becoming increasingly rare with all the insecticides that have invented. I would ask her lady to let him live at least two or three a week, not to own them all die.
But I know this is impossible. His wife hates flies, because the dirty tablecloths and windows. So I decided to leave this house and move to the countryside, maybe I'll find a living.
message I received from some friends of mine who VIVEN in the attic and moved to the garden. They are well and I invite you to join them. Yes, sir, we all go. The spiders leave the homes of men because there are more food. I'm leaving without melancholy.
But ... I would have thought of them and despite a lack of courtesy, andandomene without saying goodbye. Yours very truly
Spider Ottozampe
Gianni Rodari
