The Still Spider
A spider on a web I once observed.
I thought about how patient that she seemed
just sitting there so still and unperturbed.
That spider was a clever one, I deemed.
And then a tiny insect came along.
I knew some action I was soon to see!
The little bug did not look very strong.
Once caught inside the web, how could he flee?
I watched with growing interest as the bug
stopped moving. Surely he was stuck, I thought!
That spider only had to give a tug
to get the tasty morsel she had caught.
A slower death the bug would have instead.
It seems the spider sitting there was dead!
For PD's Anything Goes #25!!
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2013
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