(With apologies to Robert Frost… sort of.)
Spiders are fun. (Photo Credit: Kurt Nordstrom)
Some say the night will end with spiders,
Some say with mice.
Mice are nice. (Photo credit: Nick Harris)
And when I’ve guzzled ten hard ciders
I join with those who fear the spiders.
But if I go out drinking twice,
I think I could not stand up straight
And vomit would attract the mice.
Their squeak is great
And would suffice.
Bumblepuppies 
I wasnt expecting these pictures and this poetry when I read the title in my email.. I like it though 🙂 Kinda cheered my mood..
Thanks. I try to switch things up sometimes.
Fortunately, when I drink I’m less intelligent, so it takes a lot more to insult my intelligence.
And I’m sure all those guys in the bar tried to lunge under those standards…
Indeed…you can imagine the liquor limbo that ensued:)
So hard to read/comment on a post that triggers my phobias. First you zeroed in on my fear of flying on my own blog, and now I find spiders and those really yucky rodents with tails that show up in my nightmares. Not a kind way to treat a 65 year old.
Well, I didn’t exactly know you had those fears. It was just a fortunate coincidence.
aha – – I thought that compliment you left on my own post didn’t sound like you. But here YOU are.
I can be very complimentary, sort of…
You’re a poet, and I didn’t even know it. 😀
I have to admit, it is some heavy lifting at times. You know how heavy lifting goes…
Remember, lift with your legs. 😀
I saw a spider like that on Maui… I hear they bite…
I hope you took pictures.
Oh yeah I did
Your best work yet, par excellence, during my recent Bumblepuppies binge. You leave me with a laugh of admiration and smile on my face.
And a craving for cider. Damnit.
Thanks. 🙂