Maggie

Maggie was young and innocent
To look at she wasn’t nice
Daddy never talked to her
Mommy ignored her likewise
She never went to school
She wasn’t clever or wise
We never called her for lunch
Maybe because she had eight eyes

I know it wasn’t her fault
That she was born this way
Mommy was particularly scared
Whether it was night or day
Daddy never really bothered
Whether she was home or away
I never fancied my time
With her to spend or play

We killed her yesterday
No, it wasn’t a lot of fun
It would have been easier
Had she not tried to run
Don’t look at me like that
No good to judge someone
If you housed a spider
What would you have done?

30 thoughts on “Maggie

  1. I love this story in poetry. Personally, if the spider is in my bath, I gently capture it and release it outside. If there are any behind heavy furniture I leave them be. If any are ever brave enough to come out they are caught and killed by Miss Molly, my cat. She leaves me to dispose of the bodies! That’s nature for you. ❌🦊❤️

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      1. I got her from our local cat rescue centre 4 years ago. She had been living in a hole in a wall with 2 other unrelated cats in what we call a ginnel (alleyway between terraced housing).
        Neutered, vaccinated and chipped she has become my almost constant companion. I just love cats! 💜🐈🐈💜

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  2. It sounds like Maggie was a spider, and the poem describes the indifference and neglect she faced from her family. Despite her innocence and vulnerability, she was ultimately killed, possibly out of fear or discomfort. The poem raises questions about empathy and how we treat beings perceived as different or scary. It’s a reminder to consider compassion and understanding even towards creatures we may not fully understand or feel comfortable around.

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