I have no use, for the brown recluse.
It carries a nasty bite.
Though very small it has the gall,
To in human flesh delight.
I have no use for the brown recluse,
It carries a venomous sting.
It leaves an ugly painful bruise,
That make your eardrums ring.
I have no use for the brown recluse,
And I just let her be.
That way I'll have a good excuse,
So she won't be biting me.
11/18/10 Alton Texas
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