FOWC with Fandango: Sentence

This spider had signed its own death sentence, so I thought. There it was hovering on the ceiling in my bedroom of all places, next the the lamp. I got the longest duster I had and gave it a hit, but this spider was not to be had. It is not the spiders that disturb me, they hang around and do nothing else, but the mess they make with their threads everywhere. And so I aimed and it decided to postpone the death sentence and crawled into the lamp cover out of sight but not out of my mind. I will get it eventually, but probably not today. I really have nothing against spiders as long as they live where they belong and not in my bedroom.

FOWC with Fandango: Sentence

RDP Monday: Meander

My meandering days are over
I am no longer a rover
with wheelchair or a scooter
If you get in the way I have a hooter
Of course I have my walker
And I am a very good talker
So I stick to the straight and narrow
I do not need a wheelbarrow
I always find a way
But I have to stick to the day
I refuse to stay at home
So I turn the key and roam

RDP Monday: Meander