The Black Widow

Oh spider, weave your web
catch that unsuspecting prey
hide in small dark places
and bite what may catch your eyes

Your poison bite,
It hurts me so, makes me cry out
Though it may not kill me
There's now corruption in my blood

It courses through my veins
deadly burning down my skin
taken off i am to mend
the infection deep within

Suddenly, I open my eyes to see
and suddenly it comes to me
You're not a spider
I'm still alive
But the symbol is the same
After usefulness is through
The black widow kills its mate.