Incy Wincy Spider Takes A Shower

I’m sorry I’m late
Please Sir, don’t be irate
I had to wait an hour
For to take a shower
You see. When I stepped in
I saw him
Inline with the shower spray
He decided to stay
A spider clinging to the wall
Not budging at all
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A case of arachnophobia?
Oh no Sir!
It was the homework you set
And Sir, the dead line to be met
Study something natural you see said!
I thought all night Sir in bed
The birds and the bees
Or Oak or Apple trees
Or a wriggly worm
I could not decide what to learn.
So you see Sir, it was my fate
Homework selected by legs number eight
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He was such a little mite
So to see him it took good eye sight
If I had jumped right on in
Round the U bend I would send him
So I fetched my spy glass
For which to enlarge his mass
And with him now super-sized
My homework I devised
With my pencil I drew him
Just like Charles Darwin
My Story is true Sir
Here’s my drawing for you Sir
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From his head, thorax, abdomen to his spinner
Chelicera and palp for gathering his dinner
Fovea, clypeus, sternum
I looked them up and I learned um
Parts of the leg femur, pantella, tibia, metatatsus to claw
Labelled and carefully I sketched and more
His Latin name is Tegenaria duellica
Acorrding to Wikipidia
From wet behind the ears
He might live for two years
Earwigs and woodlice he loves to munch
Juicy flies he scoffs for his lunch.
Just so you know spider poo
Is not harmful to me or you
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So you see Mr Natural Science Teacher
I could not harm this creature
He was too small to shift
Off the wall he I could not lift
He would have got squashed
His life to be lost
So an hour I had to wait
For my shower to take
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So please Sir don’t mention
Don’t utter detention
After all now I smell sweet
And my homework turned in neat
I’m sure you’ll agree
Though I am a little tardy
My motives where pure
So do you forgive me Sir?
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By Dibs
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