Cash Call Poem by Ima Ryma

Tarantula found - humans say,
New species never found before,
And found near Folsom Prison way,
Where Johnny Cash had sang of yore.
And like the singer, I do hear,
That I am clad in classy black,
Natural for me to appear,
Not something I grabbed off the rack.
My new home is some human lab.
No more alone time to myself.
Humans just stare at me and gab.
I'm a specimen on the shelf.

So while I be stuck in this jar,
Guess I gotta get a guitar.