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Feb 2010
I saw a horrible spider crawl,

All down my bedroom wall.

Staring with eight beady eyes,

Giving me a terrible surprise.




With eight legs, hairy and black.

And three red dots upon his black.

He stayed there, looking at me,

I am sure he had a smile I could see.




So I shouted for my dad.

He took a look and went mad.

"I'm not touching that, It's all hairy",

"Take a look, it's too scary".




So we all packed and moved away.

I wonder if the spiders' still there today.

Because now in our new house,

I have just seen a mouse.
copyright Chris Smith 1999
Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul
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Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul  Hemel Hempstead
(Hemel Hempstead)   
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