Miss Lady Spider

Miss lady spider

and all  her spinnerets 

next thing you know

your caught up in her web


It’s not her fault

that’s how she was made 

we are the players

but this is her game


You won’t know until it is done

she made her move

it’s over

and she’s won


She’s the queen

and master of it all 

from the heavens above 

it is her sirens song


She built her own habitat 

A straight shooter 

she’ll tell you 

where it’s at


And now her

web’s been spun  

what’s done 

is done 


Being in the web

isn’t such a bad thing 

Cause an end

is just a new beginning 


It’s just a cycle

it is the game 

circle of life

from the cradle to the grave


Miss lady spider

and all her spinnerets

She keeps on working

until her web’s been wove 

That was her mission

and now her job is done


Miss lady spider is

weaving her web 

covering you up

from your feet to your head


Miss lady spider

and all her spinnerets






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