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Daddy Longlegs Daddy Longlegs The noise growing louder Is a spider, you know They begin to run Hides in dark places Mama in the lead Where they all grow. This is no fun. Some above ceilings A strong wind they feel Some on the floor Their bodies disappear Some under desks No longer will they run Some by the door. Or mate another dear. They have two eyes Now Papa's on the run A body that is small The noise is closing in Spindly long legs But he is gaining speed For a spider, quite tall. Finds safety with a grin. Fallen fruit their diet How narrow his escape And small insects, too Which he has had before With their small bodies Though his heart is small Little food will do. Not pounding any more. Then in the distance The noise begins to soften They hear a little noise As it moves away Vibrations become stronger But Daddy Longlegs knows They begin to lose poise. Will be back another day. |
Additional Notes:
Crazy or not, this poem is based on my actual experiences when I worked part time as a janitor.
I had a lot of fun chasing these 'rascals' down with my vacuum cleaner so it provided me with a
measure of entertainment. I apoligize to any Daddy Longleg lovers but most people are not
excited about them making a nest in their home or at work. They have to go according to my
boss(wife). That way I get to keep my bed. Anyway, I had fun with this poem which I just wrote
this morning and am submiting it now. Hope you enjoy it. Variey is part of the spice of life!
Again, if someone would let me know if this poem shows up on your screen in total completeness
without scrolling up or down, left or right, I would apprciate that response. Also if you can
clue me in(if possible) whether you think six verses in one column of my four line style would
show up without scrolling. Thank you. PS No puntuation is used at the end of any sentences
(except periods at the end of each verse) and this is by design as I felt the poem moves more
freely as is.
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