Beware The Spider’s Lair

September 28, 2010

A butterfly fluttered by one day,
Right past where Sylvester’s body lay,
And what a gruesome sight she saw.
 
She wondered how this tragic fate
Fell upon Sylvester the snake.
So Bonnie began to investigate.
 
Bonnie fluttered around,
While she searched along the ground.
She came upon something new,
In which she hoped was a clue.
 
She picked it up with great care,
Examining a small, blue hair.
From where did it appear?
She shuddered with great fear…
 
For as the legend goes…
And where it came from no one knows.
If you come upon a blue hair..
You are near the lair, trespassers beware.
 
To Harry the spider’s lair,
She did flutter with great care,
Even though she feared she might fail,
Yet, knowing that for justice, she must prevail.
 
In his dark and dreary place,
She weaves among webs of lace.
But suddenly her feathery wing was caught,
And with her small strength she fought.
 
So there she hung in the web he had spun,
Help and hope, she had none.
So there all tangled up she lay,
Soon to become his tasty prey.
 
To be continued……..

If you liked this poem try reading A Spider Bought a Bicycle: and Other Poems for Young Children by Michael Rosen

Jessica F. & Laura D.
Smithville Branch