Amazing and beautiful Writing Spider What a wondrous web you weave Of finely spun silken threads of moonbeams: Biding your time, With your corkscrew signature Holding you secure, You wait for passing prey. Ugly – the lies and deceit of others; Spinning their stories to deny or to cover The sins they then declare to a father At the local church where they could easily discover The priest is the worst of the lot and his wine
Is not so much for communion as a drunken old time But why rock the boat when he absolves them of their impure thoughts? Eight-legged stunner of bright shining colour You wait patiently for a mate Who weaves his web close to your own, So that you can consummate. Thus when the time is right
And after the mating is complete A sac of babies will be spun.
Awful – the cheating and bullshit involved Making some commissions – How desperate and sad are they Who take no time to listen or discover What benefits their clients need, Their work would offer an added bonus.
If they took more care. But perhaps they are not intending To actually work for their rewards!
This Writing Spider – also known as Orb Repeatedly reworks her threads. A strong and perfect work of art is shaped That will catch and hold her prey. Destroying the web daily, she aims to keep it strong So eats itand weaves afresh each night. No shirker of hard work. Ignorant sales sharks care little for their prey Simply attacking,
They feed on the fears of others, Attempting to spin a tangled web As they practice their deceit.
And when things go wrong they will Accept no responsibility Shifting the blame where they may.
© Loopy – August 2013