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MIDNIGHT   SNACK  FOOLISHNESS


From her hole  to check,  our  spider made  late night dash
She’d find  some   inept  fly  trying to do a brash     
Walk on her web-of-the day.  
Then she’d catch the fly, feed her kids,  then sleep  the night away.
After a tough  day dodging grandma’s blows with The Times,
Just then spider  and I both  I heard the chimes. 
Just started getting my slippers on
And soon  by 2 a m to bed  I’m   gone  
Moving silently and in  a hurry.
Spider didn’t see me  as she thought of  her kids with  worry
Then  she saw a tasty crumb of  god knows what
 Lying on the floor in a mid-room spot
And  decided to stop and take it home for the kids  instead.
Lucky for her that grandma had already gone to bed.
Now, my instinct is not to kill but to move these  guys   
Out into the yard on a piece of paper of small size,
But I thought I’d give her a warning  to show 
How foolish her mid-floor  stop had been, though.
I pursed my lips and blew   gently on her and she started to run
Back to her hole where  she had begun.
A peaceful end to the events of the day  :
Grandma’s now   in bed snoring away,   
She has killed nothing from the wild,
But I’ll dream of spider’s  foolish stop to  feed her  child.

20  April  2021 ..

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