Spiders Poem by Phil Soar

Spiders



They crawl around on tippy toes
faster than the speed of light
running from underneath my clothes
on a bedroom floor the other night
eight legged beasties racing by
wouldn't hurt me, but would a fly
you can see them on a world wide web
but they hide beneath my lovers bed
eight legged critters, better off dead

Friday, April 17, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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