Every night as she struggled to sleep a spider crept in through her ears and laid eggs in her head. Nobody knew her head was a spider’s nest.
She comes to work, in a bright dress and a smile We see her, in the shops for a quick lunch on the streets, jumping puddles of last night’s rain At the church, the tenants meet, everywhere in her bright dress and her smile, saying ‘I’m fine thanks’ Nobody knew her head was a spider’s nest.
The day she dropped dead they chewed through her brain poured out from her ears, her nose, (and as if in mockery) through her mouth that smiled and said ‘I’m fine, thanks’. Nobody knew her head was a spider’s nest.
They scampered everywhere, Ugly things, with fangs and hairy legs everyone watched in shock except the two ambulance men, calmly picking her up, (their morning’s third) as the shorter one said
“A half of this town have spiders in their heads”.
Nobody talks of it those who ask really don’t care or are busy finding their own cure so everyone wears a bright dress and smiles they smile and say ‘I’m fine, thanks’ they smile and say ‘ I’m fine th…‘