You know, it has been said, <br />never trust a spider, if you are a fly, <br />But, I think everyone should be given a chance. <br /> <br />He seems fine to me and I’m sure, <br />I cannot see what all the fuss is about, <br />this spider he talks such sweet words, <br />his poetry is rather devine. <br /> <br />He has said, in a loving way, <br />one day I will make you mine. <br />Here comes the big spider now, <br />he has offered to build me a home. <br />Somewhere I can stay and yes, <br />I will take him up on his offer, if only for a day. <br /> <br />I’ve moved in now and I’m sure it will be o.k. <br />I can see him he’s looking down at me, <br />giving me the wink with his eye. <br /> <br />I think he really does fancy me, <br />oh how lucky am I. <br />What’s this, I cannot move! <br /> I am stuck in his home, <br /> now he is on his way. <br /> <br />oh, no I should have listened, <br />to everything that was said, <br />because In one minute, <br />I probably, will be dead.<br /><br />Pamela lutwyche<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spiderman-2/
