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Arachnid Encounter
I found a bag outside the door My mind, alert like a sly fox, Advised me not to rush because It could contain Pandora’s box! My fingers itched to pull the string So that the knot I could untie With expectations quite far-fetched To find within pie in the sky! My wife came out, beheld the bag And curiosity galore She was unable to resist! Had not a clue what was in store. She dragged the bag inside the house In case the neighbours stopped to stare And pulled it open in a flash The sight was one that raised her hair! A host of spiders jumped in haste On trembling hands and frenzied face Her high-pitched screams heard far and wide Resounded into outer space. Then, gosh, she stopped and thankfully She swooned. I caught her just in time. The cops turned up; I had a job To prove that there had been no crime. By then the spiders had escaped The bag lay limply on the ground. The neighbours’ doors and windows closed And silence reigned; how sweet the sound! My wife came to; said not a word Not ‘cos of shame or out of choice The tough ordeal had been too much In fact (God bless) she lost her voice! ----------------------------------------- This poem has been published in a PoetrySoup Anthology: “Reflections on the Important Things” Nov 2023 (print)
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