The Spider and her lover the Fly

   
Spider  
I have been sitting here for hours, spinning my silken threads, waiting for him to fly by.  
He has promised me countless numbers of times that tonight will be the night that he will visit me. I made sure that the threads were glistening in their finest diamonds and my legs. Oh my legs are as sexy as can be. There are eight long and lean made for flexibility. To entice and invite him into my web, you see.  
   
Fly  
How do I get wrapped up with these crazy dames? I mean I flew past one time and she caught me. The romp with the twists and the turns. Throwing me this way and that. I couldn’t take it so I escaped and flew off and that was that. Ever since then I have a bad back.  
She keeps sending a message telling me to come back. Who am I to deny a lovely spider like that?  
 
Spider  
 I see him. He is coming near. Ohhh(purring), he is looking mighty fine, I do say. Will he let me capture him and do what I want? Or will he once again get away?    
   
Fly  
I’m crazy.  
I’m nuts  
I’m glutten for punishment. I’ve been working out. Making sure I get my proteins in. If I get to close I’m done for.  Look at the set of legs on her. I’m a sucker and I know she is going to suck me dry.  
I’ll stay over here and just say hello. I can’t die over here.  
   
Spider  
“Come closer. I will be good to you. I wrap you in my legs and show you a good time. Bye the way what is your name?”  
 
Fly  
“I’m good right here. My name’s Harold J Fly. It's nice to meet your acquaintance.”  
 
Spider  
“Harold have you ever had a spider take care of you.”  
   
Fly  
She has that gleam in her eyes. She is trying to hypnotize me. My mother told us about broads like her. I have to go.  
“Listen, I’m not coming back. You look real nice and all, but I’m not physically fit for your kind of activity. If you like, I have a pal named Steve who is willin. How’s that sound?”  
   
Spider  
“Alright, Harold. If you're sure you don’t want to….  
   
Fly  
How did I get this close to her. Oh man. I managed to get back as her leg swiped me in right wing.  
I have to leave now. “Bye ??? What is your name?”  
   
Spider  
Iletu is my name  
   
Fly  
Iletu?? What’s that French?  
   
Spider  
I let you in, and you are still free, my dear Harold. Send Steve soon, Mon Cheri.