A huge spider invited herself

last night

for pasta and cheese sauce


She made no conversation

but was content to be

the topic of it,

standing boldly

as she did

beside the flowers


She ate and ran,

leaving  dirty dishes

and won’t be invited back


Doris made sure of it,

chased her down

and chastised

the haughty little bitch

by memorializing her

in the ice cube tray


Doris was so pleased

with herself

she caught the hiccoughs


and almost choked to death

on a mouthful of garlic toast