Spinning a Yarn...

 'Help! I'm spinning out!'

said the old spider to the bird;

'I have lost my equilibrium

which for me is quite absurd!'

The bird then calmly took the spider

within its' sharpened beak

which stopped this poor arachnid 

to ever spin or speak!

De, at dverse poets, has prompted us to pen a quadrille of exactly 44 words, sans Title. It must contain some form of the word 'spin'. Here's the link to dverse poets: Spin Cycle