Spot
The spot upon the wall it moved
It isn’t where it was before
I know I saw it over there
Just above the door
In the darkness moves unseen
The crawlers make their way
They are hiding in between
Silent scurries, sometimes hurries
Are they coming after me?
“Just hunting for a fly” , he said
As the spider sped the fly would flee
Go outside to find your meal
As I opened up the door
“Out with you”, I said to him
“Don’t come here anymore”
Spiders live outside you know
Not in a human house
Go hunting in the fields and trees
Just like the meadow mouse
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