I went to kill a spider that hung deadly in my shed.
my hand hovered over her, but before i struck a thought entered my head.
if i kill this arachnid, another one, bordering her territory will surely expand into this dead spiders land.
she will feed off twice the flies and gorge herself grand.
for i knew for cert that spiders forever grow. as big as a house they’ve been seen i know.
i then thought of all the spiders i had killed in this place and the size the beast must be,and her traps and her taste.
i ran and i ran and escaped her lair, and no matter what ill never go back there.