Post-Valentines Humor of a Mischievous, Horny Little Spider

“Pickles the Horny Spider”

Hello, I’m Pickles the spider.

I love to drink sweet apple cider.

As you see, I have six legs, two arms

I’d love to scare someone with my spider charms.

See, there is this girl; her name is Heidi.

She loves to wear cute yellow panties and a chiffon nightie.

Every night I sneakily watch her get dressed for bed.

If she knew, she’d get someone, and surely, I’d be dead!

I wait and wait until she’s fast asleep,

Then slide down my web, like a little creep.

I plop myself upon her bed, which smells so good,

I could easily stay here all night if I could.

But I’m on a mission to tickle her cute little nose.

Oh no, she just moved! I just froze.

Her mouth opened wide, teeth pearly white,

For if I fall in, I can’t knit a kite to take flight.

I think I’ll stick to tickling her sexy nose.

At least it twitches so cute, like it’s suppose.

But God forbid she wake; you’d hear such a scream

And it surely wouldn’t be, from a bad old dream.

Heidi hates spiders because of a bite she once got.

From my relative, Green Olive, that snot!

He ruins many things in so many ways;

If you knew them, your mind would be in a haze.

Well, think I tickled more than I should; Heidi’s rubbing her nose.

Pickles, needs to move quickly before she finds out that I was visiting, my cute Heidi Rose.

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