Red alert
the spider did not fall down
your shirt
sequel to my poem
he was behind the cushion
all alone
no witnesses
caught him
squished him
kiss of death
you can figure
out the rest (buried him in the back yard)
Red alert
the spider did not fall down
your shirt
sequel to my poem
he was behind the cushion
all alone
no witnesses
caught him
squished him
kiss of death
you can figure
out the rest (buried him in the back yard)