Clarissa And Daughter Poem by Sharon Jane Lansbury

Clarissa, a spider of large proportions
whose legs are found in great contortions,
fell from the ceiling above my bath
(losing her footing along the path) :

She plopped with a splash into the water
followed closely by her daughter.
though fear had made me petrified,
with all my courage full applied,

I hoisted both from soapy gunge
onto my orange duck-shaped sponge.
The tumble dryer would not suffice,
A towel would squash them both in a trice!

Appliances made for drying hair
Would fry to a frazzle this delicate pair.
But I’m pleased to say that, by and by,
Clarissa and daughter dripped quite dry.