A SURPRISE ATTACK

My weeds were growing tall and strong
In places they did not belong;
So I set out to right this wrong
And

Caution

Walk in the woods.

Swing a stick to clear clinging webs
that turn invisible strands of glue
you feel, but cannot

Vivacious spinners of silken web
dew drop morning, silent ebb
Busy creatures of day and night
glistening tapestry of beaded

Eight legs and two fangs
Their scary, little, and crawly
causing panic and pain
You see them once,
and never wanna see 'em,

Darkness falls and the arachnid awakes.

Hunger grows with every breath it takes.

Slowly creeping across the wall.

Taking