Three dozen spiders gathered round for their annual meeting <br />‘We must elect a new leader as the time we have is fleeting’ <br />Sam, who hungered for the job was waiting out the back <br />About to tuck into two juicy flies for a quick snack <br />‘You’re on stage now, the public waits, no time to fill your face <br />It’s now that you must take your stand in the election race’ <br />Sam sighed and wrapped his meal up tight and headed right along <br />Not knowing that the living meal wasn’t held that strong <br />It ripped and then the food was loose and buzzing round the stage <br />The crowd all laughed to see that Sam was chasing them with rage <br />They couldn’t take him seriously as round and round he spun <br />Not the first to have lost respect ‘cos his flies had been undone<br /><br />Flying Lemming<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-poem-a-day-project-day-36/
