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The Spider


I am the spider that lives under your bed
At night when you sleep I crawl over your head
I tickle your eyelids, your mouth and your nose
Spin webs on the bed sheets and over your clothes
I rule over the darkness and when it is late
If you knew I was there you’d be in such a state
For I am the terror, the power of your dreams
When you’re asleep I stifle your screams
Your eyes roll and flutter late into the night
Your body has movement as if in a fight
Then on into daylight you just cannot see
Why you are frightened of something like me

justwilliam 2013