15.       LADY SPIDER

Friendly she coy almost all,
Let them feel they have a ball
While she drains one to useful gall,
A social feast while the victims call.

So each one comes to a useful end,
That is to say from the spider’s end,
Claiming the victim’s mind a bend,
Placing their sanity on indent.

The lady spider in rainbow disguise
Can even lead the Sun by surprise,
A spider within belle’s guise.

There she sits in pride and joy,
In success of her double ploy,
Uttering “you’re in trouble boy!”