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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344590" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dear Daddy-Long-Legs</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear Daddy-Long-Legs</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I suddenly spotted you floating round the light, <br>I froze to the spot, as you weren’t a welcome sight.<br>Around the lounge, you zipped and zoomed, <br>As I fled upstairs, in terror, to my bedroom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As soon as daylight begins to slowly fade, <br>I start ‘Operation Lockdown’ to stop any raid.<br>I shut all of the doors and all of the windows, <br>And the curtains to, I make sure are closed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even though you’re so much smaller than me, <br>You’re not a visitor who I really like to see.<br>You seem to think that flying straight at me is fun, <br>And I bet it makes you really laugh to see me run.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At you, I can’t seem to help but briefly stand and stare, <br>As you float around seemingly effortlessly in mid air.<br>I do so really hate this time of the year, <br>When, to me, you bring this feeling of fear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even without seeing you, I hear the tell-tale click of your wings, <br>And you wouldn’t believe the terror which that tiny sound brings.<br>With your wire thin body, you seem to have acquired the knack, <br>Of obtaining entry, even when a window is open just a tiny crack.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can’t throw you out, as the problem is, at night, <br>Many others of your kind are also in full flight.<br>Next morning, when I come back down the stairs, <br>More often than not, you’re seemingly not there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have to admit that I don’t know this for dead certain, <br>But my guess is that you’re hiding behind the lace curtain.<br>You’ve gone off to hide in peace for the day, <br>Till, once again, evening time comes our way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then, once the light is switched back on again, <br>You’ll leave your hiding place and be a right pain.<br>I know that your life span isn’t at all very long, <br>But terrorizing innocent people is very, very wrong.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Angela+Wybrow">Angela Wybrow</a><div class=q>
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When I suddenly spotted you floating round the light, 
I froze to the spot, as you weren’t a welcome sight.
Around the lounge, you zipped and zoomed, 
As I fled upstairs, in terror, to my bedroom.

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