passed on spider

Standoff — a sequel

I didn’t want to kill you Mr Spider
But I didn’t want Jerry to be bitten either …

[read part 1 here …]

what's under the frying pan?
What’s under the frying pan?
passed on spider
I really didn’t really want to do it, but a poisonous spider the size of my hand crawling down the wall over Jerry’s bed (while he was in it) was just too much for both of us. Even though I’m sure mothers have been killing spiders who stray to close to their kids with kitchen utensils for thousands of years — I still don’t feel good about it.
Poetry, Verse, ,

Written by Melinda J. Irvine

Melinda J. Irvine is a freelance writer, poet, and blogger — writing slick sales copy for clients from all over the world. And blogging poetry. In her spare time, Mel is busy building (and writing) a free online learning centre for the marginalised kids of Estancia, Philippines.

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