I definitely like the idea of increasing "fuck"s as it continues

I liked this one! You don't see enough humorous poetry on here! If I had to nitpick, I know you wanted to use the word "fuck" a lot but you might have overdone it on the second stanza. Maybe that was on purpose though. Would've been cool if you used more and more "fucks" towards the end to make it seem like you were gradually getting more pissed off. Otherwise, good stuff. Keep it up.
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I looooove JCC! Every now and then I'll just hear lines from 'Bronze Adonis' from somewhere in my mind. 

This is great! Have you heard of John Cooper Clarke? His poem "Evidently Chickentown" is kicking cans in this same alley and JCC's stuff might be helpful if you're looking to write more:
https://youtu.be/pB3NlOUg-ps?t=1m49s

Thanks :) I tried to write it as a sorta comedic rant, hence the overuse (if there exists such a thing) as 'Fuck' 

This gave me a great laugh, I have totally been here so many times (WA state has so many spiders). 'Fuck' was repetitive, but otherwise great read!

I like the repeating of the word fuck (maybe because I'm a swearing person myself) and how it communicates being so frustrated with the situation.

Hope you learn to love your natural mosquito bet!

Everyone else seems to like the repetition of "fuck" (& variants), but I'm going to disagree with that.

Don't get me wrong. I have absolutely no problem with expletives. I love them and use them often, probably too much.

The problem here is that there's just so *many* "fucks" that they cease to have any impact after a while. I think they're useful to the poem up to the end of the second stanza, but past there (though gradually), [this](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Semantic_satiation) starts to happen.

Hilarious. Reminds me of the movie Eight Legged Freaks. Love integrating some humor into poetry. 

Argh you fucking spider    
What the fuck you doing there     
I was sleeping here minding my own business    
Didnt know about your lair    

How in the fuck did you get that big?    
What the fuck do you fucking eat    
How the fuck do you have the fucking mind    
To construct that fucking sheet    

Of tangled sticky horror    
Wrapped around my fucking head    
Why the fuck did you choose to build it    
Just above my fucking bed    

Its not as if theres a fucking vast    
Supply of insects here    
Ill grant you its warmer than outside    
But youve been in here fucking years    

I know im supposed to fucking love you    
Lovecraftian nightmare thing    
But if i see you one more fucking time    
There'll be a war you will not win.     

[1](https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/5r5tq8/posted_this_once_before_used_the_feedback_for_my/dd68hjm/)

[2](https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/5r9l98/105_to_the_one_who_taught_my_bones_to_heal/dd6853j/)

Edit: Formatting Noob

A hopefully funny - yet horrifying - 3am tale. '8 Legged Fucker'