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Little Spider In My Drawers

Please Don't Eat My Pants!

By Carol Ann TownendPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Little Spider In My Drawers
Photo by Timothy Dykes on Unsplash

Little spider in my drawer,

How dare you intrude in my space!

You don't know what's hiding in there,

And my pants are made of lace,

I see you walking at a slow pace,

And your jaws are a disgrace,

My pants aren't tasty,

Be reassured,

Munching them would be a waste!

Dear Spider in my draw,

You're too comfortable in there,

Won't you please leave?

That would make my day,

But I see;

You're not gonna budge,

There is only one thing that,

I have left to say,

Little spider in my drawer,

Please don't eat my pants!

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About the Creator

Carol Ann Townend

I'm a writer who doesn't believe in sticking with one niche.

My book Please Stay! is out now

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  • Gregory Paytonabout a year ago

    An original poem Carol Ann. Did the spider bite you? I read it to my wife and she said, she was afraid listening to it. She hates spiders, and I don't like them to much myself. Well done story. - Thumbs up.

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