Web Design - A Spidery Tale (Poetry)
Where do you think you're going?
Said the spider to the fly,
The web he'd built so intricate,
He hoped that passers by
Would stop and look and wonder
Just how clever he must be,
An engineer of genius proportions they would see!
The fly, he buzzed and hovered,
Then replied with quick retort,
Why spider sir, I'm in a rush,
I'll keep my answer short!
My friends and I are meeting
By a glass of orangeade!
There'll be chocolate cake and donuts too
We're planning a parade!
The spider, he was hungry now,
Surveyed the fly with ease.
He spun some silk between his legs
Oh fly... You're such a tease!
I met your friends,
They came past here,
Not very long ago.
They changed their plans
and came inside,
Come look and I will show
You what I mean
And as he spoke the spider spun his tale of silk, a web so strong,
And hypnotized the fly looked on, with eyes so wide, the visions glide
The visions of a party scene
With flies all over cherry cream and marmelade
How can this be within your web?
Now push those thoughts out from your head,
Believe your eyes
The fly flew in
And felt the deadly grip of silk
Encase his wings and body.
The spider worked
Cocooning him, his final home a coffin
Made of silk so fine and strong,
The spider finished before to long
And carried him to where the others hung...
And left him there to feast upon
The spider, hunter, engineer,
Whose web should surely strike some fear
Into the hearts and minds of flies,
But when they look they're hypnotised...
So Mother Nature's had her way,
The gruesome ending does betray
The beauty that she has inside
That keeps us all hypnotized.