SPIDERFLY

I am the spider you are the fly

You are the prey I have spied

You must know your fate is to die

This fate you cannot negate

Even if you fucking try

As my venom seeps into your body

You become pacified

Paralysed & petrified

Like a lactose intolerant man

Who took a bite of Boston cream pie

But this for you I will simplify

Lay mummified in thy illusory web of lies

Outcry as I rejoice and serenade

In the macabre parade that is the ending of your life

A spiritlessly simple spider and a particularly pathetic fly