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The Spider and the Slug (For Sharon)

Once upon a time there was a mean ol' spider who bought his socks in pairs of 4 He bristled with poison and had a nasty temperment Spreading fear and killing others Everywhere he went One day a sweet hearted slug came crawling near his web Slimy and slow moving Leaving his trail of goo Now Mr. Spider decided he'd show who's boss and if it came to a toss off, he was at a loss Cause you can't bit a slug Or sting it, or capture in a web He's slow and dim witted maybe But he sure as heck aint dead Mr. Spider's reward for trying was just as it had ought His 8 legs got so darn slimy You might say he was caught But Mr. Slug was not so vengeful As to a hurt a living thing He crawled off to the shadows To do what sluggies do The spider soon dried out And now he had a clue Don't mess with those so helpless You might just be surprised You may be as tough as nails But look deep in side their eyes A slug is a slug God made him that and he has no complaint He is what he is and hear me now Although he's not a saint He is what he is And more than that He isn't what he ain't. (ad libbed line by line- and I'll send you a whole bag of Tootsie Rolls!)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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