TINY SPIDER.©
POETRY AND PHOTOGRAPHY BY CAROLINE STREET
TINY SPIDER.© A poem by Caroline Street High above the flower bed, Tiny spider spin your web. You patiently await your prey, In your silky maze. An unsuspecting victim, A dragonfly, an ant or bee Is enticed into your exquisite scene And becomes entangled in the sticky protein. Your attack is swift and focused And in an instant your quarry paralysed With venom from your needle fangs; Oh, tiny spider, you think you are so grand! You'll feed at your leisure On your tasty treasure, But wait little spider Is that a bulbul flitting by? In an instant, he plucks you from your web And flies up into the sky! Goodbye tiny spider, goodbye.❤ |
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