i watched a spider cross the floor,
twenty tiles, by one foot four, he belted down
Route 66, from door to door, Ant size . no more.
His Harley Davidson legs, hardley touched the floor
Easy rider on a trip, to follow a female spider´s Spoor.
probably left a wife and baby spider behind for sure,
Oh, what a tangled web they weave,
when first they practice to deceive.
And there i thought he was just a little innocent Mite,
he had other plans the dirty Shite.
after I squashed the pervert on tile five,
I realized, maybe he was returning home
to his wife and child.
Too late now as the die was cast,
the cast was Die, I made him a martyr,
a martyr, in a Black Widow and a child´s eye.
And a fading memory for a spideress barsmaid,
in a flyover pit stop on Route 66,
in the sweet bye and bye.
By Holly Barrett
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 8:13 PM UTC
i watched a spider cross the floor,
twenty tiles, by one foot four, he belted down
Route 66, from door to door, Ant size . no more.
His Harley Davidson legs, hardley touched the floor
Easy rider on a trip, to follow a female spider´s Spoor.
probably left a wife and baby spider behind for sure,
Oh, what a tangled web they weave,
when first they practice to deceive.
And there i thought he was just a little innocent Mite,
he had other plans the dirty Shite.
after I squashed the pervert on tile five,
I realized, maybe he was returning home
to his wife and child.
Too late now as the die was cast,
the cast was Die, I made him a martyr,
a martyr, in a Black Widow and a child´s eye.
And a fading memory for a spideress barsmaid,
in a flyover pit stop on Route 66,
in the sweet bye and bye.
By Holly Barrett