Spider, Spider Crawling Light

Spider, spider, crawling light, up my trousers in the night; with what devilish plan in mind are you targeting my behind? Was mother nature thinking right? when it gave hairy legs eight? was she drunk and saw double, multiplied legs to cause trouble? And brown body with many a spot, could scare the life out of us lot! and when you throw that sticky thing, we creatures fear your deadly sting! Now you have stopped at my knees, is this some kind of a slow tease? do you stop, frolic, do a dance? before to my organs you advance? Let me share a secret with you, the hand that made you made me too, so tonight I did plan ahead, brought a rolled newspaper to bed!! Spider, spider crawling light, take this hit with all my might, next time go take on a fly, if you come back you will surely die!! Premier contest winner 6 a parody on William Blake’s Tyger, Tyger burning bright! Written 20/12/2020 Parody on a famous poem contest L Milton Hankins sponsored!