To my son, Ryan

MaggieMoo

I know I am quite young

but in many ways I'm old;

I have a little story

It's time now to be told.

 

It's all about my Boris,

I hear you asking "who" -

Well Boris is the spider 

Who lives there in my loo.

 

He sneaks out every morning

When I go to have my shower.

He looks at me and shows his teeth,

He knows he has the power. 

 

He makes me scream and shudder,

He brings tears to my eyes.

I wish he would go somewhere else

To sit and eat his flies.

 

One day soon I'm going to move abroad

Leaving Boris behind, I'm glad.

No doubt out there I'll soon run in

To his BIG mum and dad.

  • Author: MaggieMoo (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 24th, 2023 05:33
  • Category: Humor
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Comments2

  • L. B. Mek

    meaninfully fun, thank you

  • Danylolrc

    I love it..



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