Who I Am

Poem By Joe Howell

l walk in King's palaces,
hold my head up high.
Have dinner with Presidents,
and heads of Countries.
Visit with nobles & gentry.

I was with Napoleon, at Waterloo.
Saw Custer fight at the Big Horn.
Edison saw my in a new light.

Fight with eminies twice my size,
most have no chance, to survive.
Yet, most battles, I stay immobile.

You may see me Summer, Winter, Spring & Fall
Might visit daily, yet not at all.
Most people fear me.

I am spider, I spin where I will.

Comments about Who I Am

It sounds like you are the king and can pretty much do whatever you want------Melvina

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