The Spider and Its PreyA Poem by Bob BThe spider spins its silky web, Carefully constructing its trap. Then it sits and waits for its prey To figuratively land in its lap.
Patiently, it waits and waits. It hopes an unsuspecting fly Will dart into its fibrous silk Where it will then bid life good-bye.
The web shakes. Aha! A victim! Very aware of the struggling shape, The spider rushes to nab the creature, For whom there will be no escape.
After injecting the fly with venom, Then it quickly and deftly bestrides Its helpless and now paralyzed victim. The venom will liquify its insides.
The spider also wraps its capture. Soon the sneaky spiderweb spinner Will hungrily suck out every bit Of liquified parts of the fly for dinner.
Of course, not all spiders spin webs. Some just sit and patiently wait For their prey to wander by. Then they pounce and seal its fate.
So who's the spider? Vladimir Putin. Its prey? Americans who pretend That Putin is NOT our adversary, But, instead, a trustworthy friend.
-by Bob B (11-22-24) © 2024 Bob B |
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Added on November 23, 2024 Last Updated on November 23, 2024 Author
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