I’m told that my last posting, about the arrival of the brown widow spider in Southern California, was at least two lattes short of creative. So, to fix.
Ahem.
FANFARE FOR THE COMMON SPIDER
Glossy and brown
Upside down
Comes the chocolate widow to town
Fresh from the south
Fangs in her mouth
Preens in the moonlight while hanging around
New Latrodectus
Oh, Orkin, protect us!
Just kidding—she has a most timid prospectus
Toward people who tread
Past the woodpile or shed
In a bug-eating-bug world can’t even detect us
Bite like a bee
Likely to flee
Nothing to threaten your mortality
Snug in your planter
Oust her? You can’t. Her
Presence is likely indefinitely.
Actually, we’re more inclined to limericks.