The Spider

A spider came a calling

Into my home last night.

I walked into the hallway

He was there!

I had a fright!

He had what seemed like a body

That was as big as a 50p.

His legs were there all sticking out

I’m sure he was staring up at me!

He didn’t move.

He stayed real still.

I couldn’t move at all.

What was this hairy visitor

Doing sitting in my hall?

I thought it’s you or me my butty

Which one is moving out?

But neither of us moved an inch

I could hear myself quietly shout!

I braved the glass and cardboard trick

For killing him was a no go.

How I held my guts and nerves

I just don’t bloody know!

There he was inside the glass

My hands trembling under this hairy beast

Outside into the garden he went

Where I’m sure he will have a feast.

Or is he sitting there looking in

At ways to creep right back indoor?

I’ve a feeling he’s staring back at me

Oh dear!

                                        My nerves can’t take no more! more!