Big Ms. Lisa sat on her toilet
after eating pancakes of flour and milk,
When along came a creature just then to meet her
hanging from unseen silk.
She closed her blue orbs, almost frightened away,
for vision she was partial to everyday.
“What the hell was that?” asked Ms. Lisa to her three sisters: Me, Myself, and I.
“Maybe it was an angry bee,” she said to Me, who did not disagree.
“Mighta been a ‘skeeter,” offered Myself, eyeing I.
I said, “It ain’t neither. Wonder if we have some pie?”
Ms. Lisa dared to look herself and what did she see?
A spider in mid air, from the coils of Big Lisa’s big hair.
Ms. Lisa knew what had to be done,
and instead of run she grabbed a book
for the spider to be took.
Spider, however, had other desires,
book seat declined, he decided instead to go into its spine.
Ms. Lisa then divined that it takes much time
to free a spider when he otherwise is inclined.