A Spider’s Tale
My name is Claudia Spencer
And I live in a beautiful house.
It’s actually the Spencer household
So I figured, I had the right to share their name.
Now my home is in a dark corner.
Hidden from where all can see.
Because, if Mama Spencer continues with her hectic lifestyle
I’ll be lucky if I survive for very long, you see.
I’d love to have little ones, and leave behind a rich legacy.
But life seems a constant battle
Because Mama Spencer clearly, doesn’t like me.
She’s continuously sweeping and mopping.
It’s just devastating to see.
And I toil and strive to build the perfect home for me.
Then along comes this monster, it’s a brush upon a stick.
Its power is enormous, its intension to destroy.
And my beautiful, carefully woven home is gone in one swift blow. All my hard work lost, my web in tatters clings
Now I’m cowering in the corner, as it surges and tries to flatten me.
My advantage is that I’m tiny and its bristles can’t reach me. But it sure does look kinda scary and often frightens me.
It’s hard to be a spider when every day is a fearful test.
So life goes on knowing, every day could be my last.
The future doesn’t look rosy.
And as for young ones, it’s a thankless task.
How would you feel if after hours of toiling and weaving, a giant brush came around the corner fast?
So, recently I’ve been thinking.
Do I relocate and find another house? The trouble is, there is always another Mama with that same determined face. Maybe if I stay hidden as quiet as a mouse. One day she will forget I’m there. or let me stay in the house.
The fact is no one seems to like spiders in the house.
Anna Mckann
2 May 2015
