I didn’t know Kentucky had tarantulas.
Matthieu says they are native wolves.
Funny, it doesn’t look like a wolf.
My very first thought on seeing one,
“sure glad that thing can’t fly.”
If it starts howling at the moon,
I’m gonna need a new pair of shorts.
For a moment there was no desire,
no predilection for sweet diction.
However knowing this bear, and 
the flavor of wonderful word hunny
I’m gonna put my face back in that jar.