To all the spiders who have been known for their menacing threats on the emotions of ladies and giving the gentlemen the work of an exterminator, well, I greet y’all.
Now, because of you, I have to be that extra-neat clean girl carrying her magnificent weapon made of many sticks of broom tied together and swinging arms left and right like fans in a concert to clear the webs you unwittingly spun in every corner you find that suit you.
Where do you all even crawl out from?
You don’t even do no chore and no one asks for a decoration. So, keep your dirty creativity to yourself. Thanks but no thanks.
Except it’s halloween; in which case you are welcome.