![]() There's a spider on my window sillA Poem by JamesThere's a spider on my window sill. I try to be brave but can't be still. I shudder and flutter and shake in my chair, I close my eyes but I know he's there. He's sneaky and eeky and very creepy. He won't go away and I'm so so sleepy. He hangs around, stalks and spies. I know he sees me with all his eyes. He sits and waits for me to doze so he can creep over and up my nose, or in my mouth or down my ear, patiently waiting so he can hear all my dreams of fun, fun places and replace them with nightmares and scary faces. Now I don't see him, what do I do? I'm stuck in this chair, I'm scared to move.
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