Good afternoon! Here is a poem inspired by some adorable Halloween spider stickers that my roommate got for me. Oh, and I revisited a childhood favorite last night for dinner: Pizzadillas! Put a little bit of butter in a frying pan, let it melt, then lay a tortilla down, cover the tortilla with tomato sauce, a layer of pepperonis, and cheese. Place a second tortilla on top. Flip over when the first side gets golden brown and crispy, and cook second side until cheese is melted and tortilla is not burnt. Yum!! Fun!
Spunkanella Spider got
All tangled in her web.
She twisted, turned, and shouted till
Her strength began to ebb--
"Well, this is quite embarassing!
We're not supposed to die
By being trapped like this--these webs
Are meant for catching flies!
I wonder what the stone will say
That hovers o'er my grave?
'Here's Spunkanella Stupid Spider. She
Could not be saved
From her own tangled web, alas!
(Perhaps it's better so--
She had the fastest spinning legs,
But her poor brain was slow.)'"
A fly flew by and snickered, "Ha!
What irony! How droll!"
But Spunkinella glared him down,
And he trembled for his soul.
"I beg your pardon, madam! And
I meant no disrespect!"
"Then get me down! You (tasty), rude,
Free-flying little insect!"
The fly--you'd think him very dumb--
Approached the sticky strands.
"Now, if I let you go, you mayn't
Eat me--understand?"
"Of course I won't! Just hurry, please!"
The faint arachnid begged.
"And to make sure you don't, I'll free
All but a single leg--
I'll zip away while you unwind
That final 'prisoned foot,"
The fly informed, pragmatically.
His eyes shone black as soot.
"Oh, darn!" The spider muttered,
"I was hoping for a snack!
Ah well. Tomorrow, he'll forget
And come a-buzzing back!"
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