colinb bradley


R.I.P WHITEY


R.I.P. WHITEY
White tailed spider,
Was so excited,
A new home provided,
She was so relieved,
Under the sheets,
To start a Family,
Until the evil Queen,
Her name Key,
Came onto the scene,
Layed down beside her,
Evil Queen,
Rolled onto Whitey & her family,
So Whitey naturally
Bite the evil Queen,
To protect her family,
Evil Queen was so mean,
Put Whitey into a jar,
Then watched her starve,
Evil Queen laughed,
At Whitey's orphaned family.
Colin Bradley.

Submitted: Wednesday, December 04, 2013
Edited: Thursday, December 05, 2013
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  • S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (12/8/2013 1:19:00 PM)

    Another fascinating muses poem on spiders. Dis was insect turnd regal with yor imagination. Was it honor killing then? ;) hey colin smart poet wont u try my riddles poem? (Report) Reply

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