Climbed up the water spout
Down came the rain
And washed the spider out.
Out came the sun
and dried up all the rain
So Incey Wincey Spider
Climbed the spout again.
How did the damn thing get into the sink when the plug was in the hole?
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Hey, I have no idea where all these spiders come from. I grew up in an old house where spiders were the norm. I was used to cobwebs with egg sacs in sundry corners of ceilings. I was used to the spider who would lower herself to eye me, the reel herself up again -- while I was contemplating the universe in the water closet.
ReplyDeleteNow that we live in the country, the variety of spiders is even more interesting.
But overall, I don't mind them.
Centipedes, though, send me screaming.