No sounds did the spider make sitting. The fly never knew he was there. Until capture the fly didn't even care. I imagined the weakened voice calling out to his brethren, "Help me!" as the Wolf Spider remained one with the chair.
Oh my gosh, where is this? On YOU? Is that a sweater or a throw? They carry their babies on their backs, lots of little ones. They also have a painful bite that is not poisonous. This is so funny, my post today is about a spider!
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Spider earns his keep!
Good rhyme . . .
Oh my gosh, where is this? On YOU? Is that a sweater or a throw? They carry their babies on their backs, lots of little ones. They also have a painful bite that is not poisonous. This is so funny, my post today is about a spider!
Poor Fly.
"Oh what a tangled web we weave . . . "
The spider always wins.
whap! take that spider on my chair...
you can't stay here, you might get in my hair...
I am deathly afraid of those wolf spiders.
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