The Black Widow
Dark and lean she spins her web preparing for her prey.
Intelligent and diligent she works both night and day.
She is by no means evil, for this is all she knows.
A genetic trait passed down to her and so the story goes.
When her work is done she will prepare for her scheme.
To lure her helpless victim in her well constructed gleam.
A tattoo on her stomach, he stops and steals a glance.
Her beauty and her mind combined, he doesn't stand a chance.
He goes in for a closer look not knowing what he'll find
She has her victim now and when they're done he's confined.
He never knew what hit him for she won't suffer him his pride.
Her mission is accomplished, and her legacy's inside.
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