Creepy, crawly, spiders scare lots;
They put my stomach, in knots.
Spinning their webs, they make themselves at home;
When loose in your house, they begin to roam.
Catch an insect, in their webbing:
Soon that bug, the fangs will be getting.
Spiders are gross, that’s for sure;
But without them, our insects would be more.
They serve a purpose, for that I’m thankful;
But if I didn’t see them, I’d be grateful.
Tarantula, Brown Recluse, Jumping Spider;
Keep them away, replied her.
Watch your step, around a Black Widow;
For the venom is lethal, or did you know?
Little Miss Muffet, and her curds and whey;
When that spider came, she did not stay.
She’s not alone, you’d do the same I bet;
Nowhere near, would a spider you let.
Spider is a nickname, for a lot of dudes;
Most I’ve seen, have attitudes.
Some called me Spider, in my youth;
Even with arachnophobia, it’s the truth.
Spiders are here to stay, that’s a fact, you see;
I just don’t want any, to get near me.