My leg after I was bitten 17 times by a bloody spider
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Mr. Spiderman
Very slowly you tried to work your way up
Not with a kiss or a lick
But with a bloody nip
Slowly but surely you poisoned me
With spider kisses of danger just everywhere
But before you could reach the gab
To my “whatchamacallit”
I gave you one helluva whip
But you hang on to me
Started to bit me not once… not twice
But seventeen times
Trying to kill me… for NOT allowing you “in”
You ugly bloody thing
Now my leg
Looks like… art called graffiti
But bastard you did not defeat me
Oh just you ever dare
To try your luck with me
I promise you
I will SPLAT YOU SO FLAT
Not even Eddie K
Would even try to scrape your remains
From my floor with a razor blade
So buzz off Mr. Spiderman
And remember
From this moment I hate spiders even more
OKAY!!!!!!
Copyright © 2005 Tinka Boukes
Reindeer
Paul;-)
Peace, Carole
TRASK
*shivers* I hate spiders, too. I've had several encounters with brown recluses, they're AWFUL!
Gad, that looks painful--hope you feel better SOOOOOOOOOOOOON!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
Yikes! 17 times? Be on the lookout for spider powers now. That's how it happens, you know.
Spooky stuff.
Peace,
B
EINAAAAA dit lyk aaglik ??? Good write, but damn that doesn't look good at all, best you see the doc asap, no time for games!!!
Take care my friend.
warm hugs and love
Elga xoxoxoxo
Take care Tinka,
Eileen
excellent poem; but a painful picture! i hope you feel better soon; you are in my prayers today!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :( *cringing*