Spiders under my sheet.
“Are there spiders under my sheet?”
Thought a little girl so soft and sweet
“Yes” was the answer she didn’t want to hear,
as she thought to herself and shuddered with fear.
“Maybe one or two wouldn’t be so bad”
and laughed at herself for the thought she just had
“Why I could share my bed with even three or fore.”
Looking at the size of her bed she even thought more.
“Why even five or six spiders would be just fine!”
“They could play over there and this side would be mine.”
“Ten or twenty spiders would be way too many.”
as she lifted her cover hoping not to see any.
As she thought and she thought the spiders did grow.
First the size teeny weeny then bigger than her toe.
She got down to her knees then curled up on the floor
There she fell asleep and thought of spiders no more.
No spiders under her sheet but hiding under her bed.
As she slept on the floor spiders covered her head.
"Sure, dead things and the warm sunshind don't mix,.. but I like it!"