A Spiders Revenge
Looking up at the light
As i am now down in the drain
Being cosy and warm
Its not quite the same
I'm in a channel floating on my back
Something brown brushed me
" Yuchers " what was that!!
Its so dark i couldn't see
An uneaten sandwich
Och, now I'm hungry
It seems I've gone miles
In the darkness and smell
If it was not for the dream
Life would be real swell
Floating under houses
I've gone under streets
Brights eyes in the dark
Blimey, i hope we don't meet
Its seem like i've come to another end
I pity these spiders
Who are washed round the bend
Hey! up ahead i see dry land
I feel cunning now, have to think of a plan
I need to navigate, and use my nose
But down in these drains
Its suffered some blows
I reach the point where i climb the wall
With two little legs, I'm sure to fall
I laugh because they can't climb the bath
I'm struggling with, their basic path
Its grimy, slippy, smelly and sticky
This aroma of us, is very sickly
So to all you spiders, who are washed down the drain
I can understand, why life's never the same
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