The Spider Who Bit My Bum
That was your first and last time. Next time you’re dead

The Spider Who Bit My Bum
The spider who bit my bum
was tiny, evil, and dumb
I screamed I flailed I jumped so high
I’m sure the neighbors thought I’d died
It ran around like it owned the place
I swatted and cursed all over the space
my bum was under siege, total disgrace
I spun and kicked, it just stayed in place
I grabbed some cream, it didn’t care
it just sat there like it owned my chair
I yelled, I stomped, I nearly cried
this spider had me mortified
By night I limped, my pride in shreds
my bum was throbbing, my head like lead
I checked my socks, my pants, my shoe
that spider stared like it knew what to do
Next time I sit I’ll be on guard
my bum is mine, I’ll win this hard
tiny terror, you picked the wrong fight
this time I win, you’ll will not bite

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