Tangled Web

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The spider carefully creates her web late

Where some unaware insect will meet dark fate

Each delicate silvery strand woven with care

She waits the coming of insect unaware

She quietly anticipates her success

Web has been designed perfectly, never less

At last the incoming flies into her traps

With her lightning speed, the prey she quickly zaps

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Beautiful black widow weaves her web torrid

For after he accepts things will turn horrid

She wiles him with skillfully honed female ways

Despite the warning signs he happily stays

One day awakened naked to find her gone

With her all his possessions she took along

Don't mess with those women dressed in darkest black
For they are usually ready to attack

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