Spider’s Meal

Delicate black spider, creating her silk
She weaves and dances, quite peacefully,
On her perfect wide web, she quietly sits
Her powerful silk attracts all kinds of things

Things that once stuck, are unable to flee
Then the black spider’s venom gets injected in
Spider slowly wraps them up, and starts to sing
Her dark taunting lullaby, and it goes like this:

“Little fly, little fly, you came to me,
Your vitality inside, offered to me as a gift.
Little fly, little fly, I know you are scared,
Silly of you to have stepped on the predator’s lair.
Little fly, little fly, did you really think I was weak
Stupid of you to think you could fuck with me.
Little fly, little fly, as I drain you from inside,
You cannot escape, you’re fully immobilized.”

So the spider smiles and shows her teeth
Her fangs and deep mouth as she starts to suck in
The little fly’s eyes widened in deep cold fear
Trying to beg and plead, but the spider cannot hear
For the little fly has become the spider’s next meal.

Raven Archer

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