To my Dear Mother,
From your loving, obedient #2 son... who accepted the Poem TOPIC assignment at 10:30pm and followed through with delivery at 11:00pm... without going to the bathroom first because the dishwater is warm. (lol) With all my love, Dennis
TARANTULA
I saw a spider when I was three.
It was BIG and HAIRY and was climbing a tree.
My big brother said "Let's go take a look!".
I wanted to see it, so I put down my book.
We ran with the speed of a deer in the sun.
If we could catch it, we would then have some fun!
As we approached, we searched on the bark
Of the tree for the spider with long legs and was hairy and dark.
It scurried right up and had climbed very high.
I was so…close, it LOOKED ME IN THE EYE!
I decided not to catch it, and let my brother go ahead.
If he was bitten, he would certainly be DEAD.
He reached out his hand and grabbed… IT WAS HORRIBLE!
Then turned around to me and did something DEPLORABLE!
The Tarantula was on his hand...and NOW IN MY FACE.
It was THEN that I started the GREAT BIG RACE
To get back to the house and go tell DAD
And I'm sure he would be MAD…(which would make me so GLAD!)
I-told-him-all-in-one-breath.. .
and how my brother was quite-near-his-death.
(pause)
He said ok and looked up to see what my brother retrieved.
What he did then I COULD NOT BELIEVE!
Dad reached out and picked…up…the…thing...
I was ready to cry; I was sure it would STING!
Dad said "They are quite harmless you know, and they will not bite.
You handle them with love, and never hold them tight.
You let them roam where they want to wander…
Pretty soon, they will walk over yonder
And find a rock, or climb up a vine.
Treat them with kindness, and they will be…just…fine”.
(pause)
That was then, and this is now...
So I just hope my brother does not...catch...a...COW!
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