Spider Spider
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Shaun Cronick
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Tarantula spider,
On the wall.
Creeping death,
On whom you fall.
All it takes,
Is just one bite.
Then lights out,
A final good night.
Sometimes found,
In a banana bunch.
Sometimes found,
In a packed lunch.
Sometimes found,
In bales of bamboo.
Sometimes found,
In an empty shoe.
Spider, spider,
One to fear.
A children's warning,
To keep well clear.
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