spiders are creepy,
weird when you’re sleepy,
hunt down bugs,
poop silk from their chubs.

bugs are creepy,
but, usually, don’t eat me,
no hugging chitin,
more frightened little chicken.

imagine being eaten by a spider,
shear terror on fire,
paralysed and inside,
being eaten alive.

now scared of spiders,
better not be born a flyer,
buzzing around heads,
getting stuck in webs.