Itsy Bitsy spider
crawled into her mouth
and just a few weeks later,
all the babies crawled back out.
Some went in her nose;
others played in her ears.
With Itsy Bitsy creeping close
showing no mercy or fears.
It was an hour for the witching
and fuzzy legs were all about;
Itsy Bitsy- eight eyes watching
as she began to scream and shout.
A web of deceitful tricks;
another sac of fresh laid eggs;
Itsy's bite was nice and slick
all up and down her legs.
Itsy Bitsy spider
knew she had to run;
Miss Muffet sat beside her
smiling her Halloween fun.
Author notes
Eh, so I'm twisted!
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This is a scream for help. Merch me ther are
Itsy Bitsie Spiders crawling all over me...mac i hate spiders hate then to pieces-- there goes a let, then another three legs here and the goes one with a body.
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I hate spiders too. Them and heights are the only real material fears I have. But it worked for the time of year I wrote it. Just had to close my eyes and type
Thanks for the comments.
Storm
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This is awesome! I like it.
Very creepy, and the thought of spiders laying eggs in someone and all the spiders biting her all over is a thought that I never would have smiled at until I read this poem. Nice rhyming, and it was a treat, especially this close to Halloween.
Emily
I'm gunna read some more of your poetry now.
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OMG!!!!!!!!!!!
this is frightfully spooky Storm. I have a natural fear of hairy spiders so I could only imagine a hairy tarantula and now I have the heeby geebies lol
**Master Ktulu**
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Spiders are probably the only material phobia I have, but I couldn't resist writing it lol
Thanks for the comments
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lol
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