Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Spiders, of Course, We Have Them

Spiders
Big ones fat ones
Juicy ones angry ones
Mean ones

No worries.
Until you’ve been bitten
By a brown recluse
300,000 spiders can live on
Six acres of land.
Well isn’t this nice to know
Since I live on six acres of land

When you add my neighbor’s land
Because you must
Since spiders like to roam

I live with potentially two million
Spiders give or take ten or twelve
The pest control man 
Is really a big help too.

“We cannot guarantee to
Eliminate any spiders.”  
Then what good are you, really?
No good at all.

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