*The events depicted in the following poem, were based on a true story....
I hate basements
Yes I do
And that's the title
of my song to you.
I venture down there
only when necesary.
It's dark and creepy
and VERY scary...
Doing laundry
I have no choice.
Ironing clothes
I hear a voice!
Alone I am...
what to do?
Music! music!
*puts on U2...
Achtung baby
through my veins.
All is calm
*Cleans her hanes.
NO!!! spiders spiders
In her hair!!
spiders spiders
Everywhere!!!
Hanging from the ceiling,
crawling on my arm,
tons of baby spiders...
it's a baby spider farm!!
How many times
can I turn around to see?
That there is nothing there
lurking behind me...
"Don't turn around,
Don't turn around again..."
Shut up Bono!!
Bloody stupid men!
A beatle rushes by
but with SHOUT I shoot it dead!
It riggles, and squirms,
then runs away instead!!
That's it! No more!!
With this basement i am done.
Screw the clothes,
this just isn't any fun.
"Desperation is a tender trap,
it gets you everytime..."
That's right buddy,
and this desperations mine!!
So upstairs I ran,
scratching everywhere.
The spiderwebs, and beetle bugs,
gave me a good scare.
I hate basements
Yes I do
And that's the title
of my song to you.
I venture down there
only when necesary.
It's dark and creepy
and VERY scary...
Doing laundry
I have no choice.
Ironing clothes
I hear a voice!
Alone I am...
what to do?
Music! music!
*puts on U2...
Achtung baby
through my veins.
All is calm
*Cleans her hanes.
NO!!! spiders spiders
In her hair!!
spiders spiders
Everywhere!!!
Hanging from the ceiling,
crawling on my arm,
tons of baby spiders...
it's a baby spider farm!!
How many times
can I turn around to see?
That there is nothing there
lurking behind me...
"Don't turn around,
Don't turn around again..."
Shut up Bono!!
Bloody stupid men!
A beatle rushes by
but with SHOUT I shoot it dead!
It riggles, and squirms,
then runs away instead!!
That's it! No more!!
With this basement i am done.
Screw the clothes,
this just isn't any fun.
"Desperation is a tender trap,
it gets you everytime..."
That's right buddy,
and this desperations mine!!
So upstairs I ran,
scratching everywhere.
The spiderwebs, and beetle bugs,
gave me a good scare.
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