Margot and the Spider

I frequented a spider. By pleasure I sat beside her.
A future she said, fictitiously are the runes.
Astrology and Tarot; a creature.
I managed not to worship her religiously
Said I of the Tarot
But rather said, “get away from me” repetitiously.
I said, “I go by Margot” because the Tarot imagined me
Then it stopped my forward progress. So
I said, “Get,” and she, the Tarot, said, “No!”
I said I already know the future.
I said, “I’m innocent” and she said “Tumorgo.”