Disgusting little spider
high up on the wall
what action can I take
to gently make you fall?
Just slow enough, you see,
so I can move away
then sneak close as you run
so that then I may
SQUISH you rather roughly
then put you in the trash.
Come down where I can reach you.
Is that too much to ask?
Because if on the ceiling
is strictly where you roam
Steve will get a special chore
upon his coming home.

You'll never guess what inspired this little poem. :) What is it about nature that makes you want to rhyme?