The Spider.

Another Poem of mine from the mid 1980's, One of my favourites, even though I do say so myself.


The Spider.

Today I found a spider
living in my bath
to see her try and climb the sides,
well it was a laugh.

She struggled up, and then slid back,
Because the sides were much too smooth.
And I imagined little curses,
Which telling you would be too rude.

For a while I watched her,
But then I had to go,
Before I went, I picked her up,
And outside let her go.

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