Nae's Nest —  September 20, 2012 — 5 Comments
Come into my parlor
Said the spider to the fly
Much too quickly
To allow him a reply
She kissed him on the lips
Making his poor mind dance
Mesmerized by her eyes
All he could do was prance
Led by the nose
Sent to another world
He sat on the sofa
While  his head swirled
She kissed him again and again
As he melted in her arms
Completely unaware
He was a victim of her charms
For before he could wake-up
From his blissful state
He found himself tangled up
In a web after they had mate
Say bye-bye to our poor fellow
He can no longer move
For his insides are now jell-o
The spider feasted
And couldn’t help but smile
Thinking of babies
For she would now have a child
Her time came
In a blink of the eye
100 screaming babies
Can you hear their cry?
“I was crazy”
She thought in despair
“Why did I have so many?”
“They are running everywhere!”
“This is what I get
For misleading a man
Karma came round and bit me
So hard I can’t stand
100 little brats
All with 8 legs
Running all around
Wish I ate my eggs!”
Renee Robinson

Nae's Nest


I find myself "Dancing With Cancer", problem is...I can't dance. I stumble, bumble, and get pulled along. To keep my sanity, (humor me), I write short stories, a journal, musings and poetry....just about anything goes.

5 responses to Karma


    This is very whimsical in disturbing way…LOL, but I LIIIIIKE disturbing 😀

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