Hunters and Creepers
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Where do they come from?
Where do they go?
Why do they stay there?
Like a statue on show.
Some can be small
Some can be big.
Masterful weavers,
Hunters and creepers.
Some will move slowly
Some will move fast.
Eight legged creatures
With peculiar features.
They will all scurry
When in a hurry.
I'm always wary
Coz spiders are scary.
Invading my space
With beds of white lace.
High nervous tension
Preparing eviction.
Eight beady eyes staring
It's eight legs preparing.
We're flight or fight ready
My legs are like jelly.
They give me a fright
And some will bite.
Love them I don't
But harm them I won't.
Written 31.08.22
Copyright © Emilia James | Year Posted 2022
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