Spiders Sit On All Our Rolls

Spiders Sit On All Our Rolls

It’s getting to that time of year in England when every conceivable creepy-crawly climbs casually, calmly, and callously into the nearest house. Previously happy homes are even now being infested in the greatest silent invasion ever to take place on British soil. Spiders are supposedly our allies in this. We’re told they’re here to help by eating all the other bugs but ask yourself: Would you tolerate a stranger breaking into your house and settling just because he promised to see off other intruders? NO! Spiders hide in scary places and wait. I wrote this poem last year after finding a spider sitting on a toilet roll then walking into the kitchen and finding another sitting on the kitchen roll. What’s with the rolls spiders? What’s with the rolls?

Spiders Sit On All Our Rolls

Spiders sit on all our rolls
Both loo and kitchen, big and small
So fear has crept into our souls
And cowardice has claimed us all

An unholy alliance is formed

An unholy alliance is formed

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