Spiders are creepy, there is no doubt in that.
They hide in dark corners and under my hat.
They build webs where that’ll surly get in my face.
They want me to scream and myself disgrace.
I try to refrain, even when they,
Crawl down my leg, I don’t want to play.
They sit and they wait, eyes watching me,
They are waiting for, the best opportunity.
When I see one sitting in wait,
I know I shouldn’t take the bait.
I want so bad, to take my shoe,
And belt that poor spider, to TImbuktu.
Sorry spiders but you really scare me.
Why can’t you, simply leave me be.