She’s strung her silk right across the walkway, the entrance.
I saw her tonight, scary looking,
For us human types.
She’s had to rebuild several times,
We keep walking through her home.
I considered taking her out,
But hesitant for a good enough reason,
She’s beautiful in a creepy kind of way
And then I took note,
No more mosquitos on the porch!
We’d like you to stay, friend, feast away!