Cake for a Spider
Baked a cake, chocolate of course
Three layers of creamy, delicious goo
Covered in frosting from a can
Even added a sugar carved spider and called it, Fred.
Its sitting on the table
Empty chairs all around
A bit dusty and remnants of a candle burnt out long ago.
No spiders came, that is until they spied the uninvited guest...
A lady bug flew through the window to escape the frost and death
i smiled watching the lady and spiders dance
Next time it will be macaroni and cheese;
Maybe there will come some mice and fleas.
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