Or Maybe It Was “Wings”?

Mice don’t scare me, nor do rats.
I’m cool with cobras, bored by bats.
A spider on my face? A yawn:
When I wake up it’s always gone.
Wait, that last I stole from Cheers,
I think. We all have secret fears.
“No way,” you say, “you, too?” Well, duh:
It’s plagiarismaphobia!

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