Spiders come in big and small
Its legs so long and hairy. (ew!)
Eight of those legs they use to crawl
To find me where I hide.
     I gasp!
          I bolt!
               I whimper!
If I was to speak about my son (and I am)
All 6’2 of him
He would scream like a little girl (he has)
And run hysterically out of the room
Only to have his daughter get the spider
The big, mean, ugly spider
Just so he would not have to.