She sidled up to him and said,
“Maybe one day soon, we can wed”.
Now this was most peculiar, you see
as all night long, she’d been eyeballing me!
She had coal black hair, and pale green eyes
and, when she walked by, she shook her thighs.
When I saw her tattoo, outlined in blood red
I rolled up my newspaper and killed her dead.
Damn, I can’t stand spiders!