Hubris

One arachnid blowing in the wind,

Two nuns who always sin.

Three cotton candies, sugary sweet,

Four, sweaty rotting feet.

Five times a broken bone,

Six sex workers made you moan.

Seven dreams, so it seems,

Eight lies

Nine tries

Ten faces, take you places.

Eleven fingers try to linger,

Twelve rats

Thirteen traps

Fourteen walls all crack,

Fifteen drinks in that pack.

Sixteen flowers scent the room,

Seventeen ways to watch the moon.

Eighteen souls

Nineteen holes

Twenty counts

Early pounce.

Nineteen lands, mostly green,

Eighteen ways to be seen.

Seventeen fish caught to eat,

Sixteen hearts to never beat.

Fifteen noisy suckling pigs,

Fourteen forgotten half-smoked cigs.

Thirteen realms

Twelve helms

Eleven buttery sweetened rolls,

Ten cockroaches

Nine moles.

Eight wonders of the mind,

Seven treasures set to find.

Six opportunities; make them cry,

Five times I cannot die.

Four stampeding horses,

Three unearthly forces,

Two old men,

One pen.