Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 At Their Mercy

I overhear the two of them

Talking of me, her and him.

She tells him to commit mayhem

By killing me just on her whim.

But instead, with napkin and cup,

I watch him bend to where I'm at,

And very gently scoops me up.

We go outside their habitat.

He lets me loose with this to say,

"Goodbye spider and off you go."

So of course I scurry away.

Some humans are humane, I know.

Meet these two again, I'm quite sure,

I will thank him, I will bite her.