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The first spider
by Elizabeth Braden

He met her in the doorway
In fear he stood stock-still
His little mind debating
To stand or run for hills

She also was quite frightened
Unsure of where to go
Where was the nearest exit
With something she could throw

That's when he remembered
His mother's wise advice
Taught to him as a youngster
For use at such a time

"You needn't be afraid of them
For you will often see
That though we may be scared of them
They're far more scared of we ..."

Emboldened by this memory
His eight legs steeled for action
He bolted while she screamed and ran
The usual human reaction


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The first spider by Elizabeth Braden He met her in the doorway In fear he stood stock-still His little mind debating To stand or run for hills She also was quite frightened Unsure of where to go Where was the nearest exit With something she could throw That's when he remembered His mother's wise advice Taught to him as a youngster For use at such a time "You needn't be afraid of them For you will often see That though we may be scared of them They're far more scared of we ..." Emboldened by this memory His eight legs steeled for action He bolted while she screamed and ran The usual human reaction
A note from the author I wrote this poem minutes after encountering the WORLDS BIGGEST SPIDER (that I had seen, at any rate) as I passed through the doorway into my bedroom. The poem stays pretty true to the experience, with the possible exception of the spider recalling his mother's words ...