I Beg You, Come No Closer S. Cat Sept 30/03 Tis very early in the awakening morning It's all magnificent, shiny and brand new I arise from slumber, watch the dawning sky Stunningly bathed in this amber-tinted hue Dressing, I walked out to my tiny garden Bent down, then turned on the garden hose Need to be watering my precious plants Awash in myriad colours, one's a crimson rose Taking my time as I looked all around me Checking to see how my blossoms all do fare I spy something, out of the very corner of my eye Motionless now, it's watching me from over there Sparkling, irridescent prisms of water droplets Trickled from my plants, alit on your partial home Oh yes, I can see you hovering there mr spider Hanging by a thread, just above my garden gnome In fascinated wonder I sit back and begin to watch Marvelling at the complexity of these gossamer strands You set right to it, your industrious labour as you spin An ingenious design, do you follow a built-in set of plans? Heed these words mr spider, I beg you, come no closer Stay out here, out of my home, do not cause any surprise Or you'll learn to your detriment, my daughter's fear of you Will surely and truly cause, your early and untimely demise.