Treasure Island

Sharon Jane Lansbury


Clarissa and Daughter


Clarissa, a spider of large proportions
whose legs are found in great contortions,
fell from the ceiling above my bath
(losing her footing along the path) :

She plopped with a splash into the water
followed closely by her daughter.
though fear had made me petrified,
with all my courage full applied,

I hoisted both from soapy gunge
onto my orange duck-shaped sponge.
The tumble dryer would not suffice,
A towel would squash them both in a trice!

Appliances made for drying hair
Would fry to a frazzle this delicate pair.
But I’m pleased to say that, by and by,
Clarissa and daughter dripped quite dry.

Submitted: Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, January 22, 2014

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