On candystripe legs the spider man comes
Softly through the shadow of the evening sun
Stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead
Looking for the victim shivering in bed
Searching out fear in the gathering gloom and
Suddenly!
A movement in the corner of the room!
And there is nothing I can do
When I realize with fright
That the spider man is having me for dinner tonight!
Quietly he laughs and, shaking his head
Creeps closer now
Closer to the foot of the bed
And softer than shadow and quicker than flies
His arms are all around me and his tongue in my eyes
“Be still, be calm, be quiet now, my precious boy
Don’t struggle like that or I will only love you more
For it’s much too late to get away or turn on the light
The spider man is having you for dinner tonight”
And I feel like I’m being eaten
By a thousand, million, shivering, furry holes
And I know that in the morning I will wake up
In the shivering cold
And the spider man is always hungry…
