The Dinner Crasher An Unexpected Guest At Supper

Steaming plated dinner with bread, tea, and water on a wooden table

The Dinner Crasher

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Little Johnny Spider on a dash
traveling across my chicken in a flash.
As my dinner sat waiting, nice and hot;
But couldn’t catch that spider? I could not.

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Round the plate, you zipped and flew,
Across the corn and buttered taters too.
I made a grab; you changed your track;
I grabbed a napkin, and you doubled back.

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My supper cooled; my hunger grew;
Now, Johnny Spider, he just flew.
Then, I saw the butter-lid come into sight;
A jail to fit Johnny, oh, just right.

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Under the lid, Johnny sat with puzzled eyes;
As if to say, “Why the surprise?”
I laughed and said, “Now, tell me, fib?
Why show up for dinner without a bib?”

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My chicken cooled; Johnny Spider in jail;
I finished my dinner, the bones in a pail.
Then, set Johnny Spider free when all was done;
This chicken dinner sure was unexpectedly fun!

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