![]() Spiders!A Poem by Bob BWould you hold a tarantula On your upturned palm And watch it creep up your arm While you stayed cool and calm? You might be able to do it, Or at least be willing to try. Not for a billion dollars! No, no, no…not I! In some parts of the world Tarantulas are a snack. Could you eat one without Having a heart attack? They're roasted on a stick And eaten with gusto and glee. That might be something you'd like; It's NOT my cup of tea. Tell me: why do spiders Send shivers down my spine? Only some are dangerous; Most of them are benign. I mean, in CHARLOTTE’S WEB I have to admit that I cried When--SPOILER ALERT!-- The poor spider died. Although in my garden they eat Flies and other critters, Despite their usefulness, They STILL give me the jitters. Maybe some spider jokes Would make them less of an irk: A spider walked into a bar… No, that doesn't work. I have to see spiders as simply Mysterious creatures of nature. My fears, however, are real And not about nomenclature. I can try to stay calm In the future whenever I meet one. But I can tell you right now: I will not HOLD or EAT one! (3-23-15) © 2015 Bob B |
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