The spider weaves her crystalline Design, it glimmers in the light Beguiled into her web of lies A cruel demise awaits the fly The mouse creeps softly through the night Invisible to all, but owl Swiftly, the wisened bird takes flight Too late, mouse glimpses eyes of brown The wily snake will bide his time For unsuspecting passers-by Tail strikes! It’s time to utilise Aggressive forms of mimicry Whichever side you are aligned With, predator or prey You can’t deny, there is a kind Of beauty in betrayal.