I snuffed a black widow today.
The deadly little lass
had set up her killing den
just under my stony steps.
Unlike her,
I did it mercifully,
stepped on her as fast as I could,
before she got her pincers on me.
Considering her evil ways,
it served her right,
it could have been me.
Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 7:58 PM UTC
I snuffed a black widow today.
The deadly little lass
had set up her killing den
just under my stony steps.
Unlike her,
I did it mercifully,
stepped on her as fast as I could,
before she got her pincers on me.
Considering her evil ways,
it served her right,
it could have been me.
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