189 - Passengers

How do spiders get in my car?

They don't have an invitation

Can someone tell me right now please?

I must have this information

There's sticky webs just everywhere

An eight-legged creature on my windscreen

I just hope it stays right there

Or I might crash this machine

If I had a fly infestation

Then I wouldn't mind so much

But I don't and I've checked

I even looked under the clutch

Maybe I should charge a taxi fare

For taking this arachnid here and there

And perhaps it might be less inclined

To travel with me everywhere

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