Ode to a Spider I Saw on the Wall in the Kitchen This Morning:
Spider-guy, spider-guy,
doin' whatever a spider guy does.
He's small and brown and kind of creepy.
Running around, being... creepy.
Oh yeah- there goes the spider-guy under the microwave Jesus H. Jumping Christ on a unicycle please get a newspaper or something!
The End.
Thank you, thank you! I'll be here all week, ladies and gentlemen.
Except for an hour tonight at 6:00... I'm going to the diner. Spinach and tomato omelet, HERE I COME. GET IN MY BELLY.
