On our mission trip,
At the camp, each swear
costs a quarter. On our job,
“spider” is a swear.
“Thousands” of them too.
Oh how many big fat hairy
spiders
can one house hold?
“Thousands”. The easy
answer;
That will be another
quarter,
my friend John.
Edited May 5, 2013
“Spider is a Swear – v2”
Title 8/8/07, poem August 12, 2007 20:20
“Spider is a Swear”
Our mission trip,
from Wesley United Methodist Church ,
to the Down East Maine
Mission ,
East Machias, ME
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