STACY SMITH SPIDER POEM AN EIGHT LEGGED HOUSE GUEST
An Eight-Legged House Guest
In my bed in the absence of light,
I was awakened in the middle of the night.
Under my covers something did creep
Up my leg that made me leap
Out of my bed ever so quick.
Turned on the light with a click.
On the cover was something red –
A large spider was on my bed.
Nickel-size or maybe larger was he.
From autumn’s coolness he tried to flee.
Kill the arachnid most would do,
But I didn’t feel I needed to.
Quickly I ran and got a cup.
Then with the cup I snatched him up.
I went outdoors and set him free,
Where creepy crawlies have a right to be.
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