Eight Legs

Eight legs crawl through the day or night

Searching for the daily repast

Some they search under rock and tree

Others set traps or webs for preys last wandering


With dinner caught the cooking starts

One bite maybe two to marinate the meat

The spiders can wait for juices to flow

Then suck the husk till hollow and empty


Yes spiders they always have fun

Their eight legs hunting six legs

And the terrible Tarantulas can hunt

Those furry four-legged ones


Yes, spiders are everywhere

Will you see one?

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