One misty morning
In the Forest of Zeru
I was flying around
Wondering what to do.
I had woken up quite small
The size of a little pixie
When I used to be big
As big as, well, a fairy.
Don’t ask me how I shrunk
I have no idea how.
Something to do with a strange elk
But that tale’s for later, not now.
Anyway, I was trying to get home
I was lost you see.
Navigating the woods is harder
When you’re tinier than every tree.
After going around a tree trunk,
Imagine my stroke of luck
When I flew into a spider’s web
And got a bit stuck.
I was ready to squirm,
Beat my wings until I was free
But then I heard a voice
Quiet and eerie.
“What new treat
Has struck my web?
What little insect
Will soon be dead?”
Still as a stone
I held my breath.
Above me was a spider
Ready to condemn me to death.
I thought I was a goner
When the spider drew near
But it didn’t touch me.
Its voice tormented my ears.
“I could swear
Something hit my web.
I could swear
I’d have breakfast in bed.”
I realized then
That it must’ve been blind
For a pixie in a yellow dress
Isn’t that hard to find.
My nerves became less tense
As the spider moved away
But my relief was short lived
For the spider had more to say.
The creepy thing hummed,
The horrid creature sang
The most chilling, nerve wracking
Song known to man, and it rang;
“Creepy Crawly
I’m so hungry.
Why won’t somebody
Fly into my web?
It is nice
It can catch mice.
Creepy Crawly
I’m so lonely.
Why won’t somebody
Visit me?
Come to my web
You won’t be dead.
Creepy crawly
Aren’t you hungry?
I’ve got plenty of food for you
I have snacks
Flies and gnats.
Creepy crawly
Aren’t you sleepy?
Come over here, rest your head
I’ll make a bed
Out of web.
I’ll, even,
Tuck you in
With, my gentle
Spidery limbs.
Creepy crawly
Crawly creepy
Come you’re sleepy
Rest your head
In this bed
Made of web.
You won’t be dead.
At least not yet.”
I’m not sure which is worse
About the song’s lyrics
Its interruption of my rhyme scheme
Or that it nearly drove me to hysterics.
Anyhow, I closed my eyes,
Begging the good Lord
To stop the spider from singing
The song I abhorred.
Alas, the spider kept singing
That wretched song.
The urge to fidget helped me see
What the song’s purpose was all along.
The song was meant to creep out
Any prey nearby
So they’d squirm, she’d find them,
And her prey would die.
While the spider hummed
Its warped, wicked tune
A fly buzzed, the spider pounced,
The fly was getting a new silk cocoon.
It’s now or never, I thought,
So, I beat my wings
But more cobwebs got on me
My attempt had worsened things.
“Aha! Another treat!”
The spider said.
She came crawling to me
Great, I thought, now I’m dead.
But just as the spider
Was about to bite me
It stopped short and screamed
“Aaah! Who hurt me?!”
A spear made of
A porcupine’s quill
Was stuck in the back of the spider
Who fell, curled up, and lay still.
A pixie flew up to me
“I’ll help you, don’t worry,”
And with a dagger, she cut
All the sticky webs in a hurry.
I fluttered around smiling.
I was once again free
“Thank you,” I said.
She nodded. “Now follow me.”
I was hesitant.
“Follow you where?”
“To my home in the trees,”
“I can’t follow you there.
“My family is waiting.
I’ve got to get home.
Could you point me to the place
Called the Huey Honeycomb?”
She pointed East, “There,
But it will be dark soon,”
I realized she was right,
As I caught a glimpse of the moon.
“If you follow me,
You can have a place to stay
And journey on
Tomorrow when it is day.”
Fearing more creatures
Hungry for a shrunken fairy,
I agreed to follow the pixie
To her sanctuary.
Her home was beautiful
For now, that is all I will say.
The tale of the hidden Zeru pixies
Is for another day.
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