She sits there undetected in her corner of the world
Weaving her fatal magic in every increasing swirls
Her beauty is alluring as a moth to a flame
She really has no conscience to her it’s just a game

The internet is her big wide web the perfect hunting ground
The black widow beautiful, magnetic, deadly with no sound
They are lured by her presence each and every one
By the time they realise the damage has been done

In the web they are stuck fast unable to extricate
Until the fatal blow comes and delivers their fate
In the meantime they are immobilised, unable to move
As she dishes up her potions their self will to remove

With words very endearing she captures your attention
Though playing with your emotions was her only intention
The feeling of power she draws from entrapping you
Feeds her ego nicely, you are not the only fool

She makes you feel like you are the only one in her life
While all the while the others are being fed the same line
Flirtatious and unfeeling she allows the web to unravel
Until she has you wrapped up tight on a road you never thought to travel

Some are very lucky they manage to be cut free
Her grasp is not so tightly fettered, they are able to see
They see the game for what it is and play along with her
Just another aspect of the games that maim and hurt

The black widow is a danger to any gentle soul
Who is drifting and unsure of where he does belong
Take care my friends she is out there every single day
Just waiting to entrap you as with all her other prey.