Devil's Food

Get ready for the lady She's gonna be a treat Simmer slightly 'til ready Make her soft too Make her sweet I kiss the tears off from your chest I felt the poison fright that's in your breath I knew your precious life and I know your death I squeeze the love out of your soul All the perfect love that's in your soul You're just another spirit on parole (Devil's food) you are! (Devil's food) you are! (Devil's food) Leaving Lepidoptera – please don't touch the displays, little boy; oh cute Moving to the next aisle we have arachnida: the spiders, our finest collection This friendly little devil is the Heptophilidae, unfortunately harmless Next to him, the nasty Lycosa Raptoria His tiny fangs cause creeping ulcerations of the skin And here, my prize, the Black Widow Isn't she lovely? And so deadly Her kiss is fifteen times as poisonous as that of the Rattlesnake You see, her venom is highly neuro-toxtic, which is to say that it attacks the central nervous system Causing intense pain, profuse sweating, difficulty in breathing, loss of consciousness, violent convulsions and finally death You know, I think what I love the most about her is her inborn need to dominate, possess In fact, immediately after the consummation of her marriage to the smaller and weaker male of the specie She kills and eats him! Oh, she is delicious! And I hope he was. Such power and dignity, unhampered by sentiment If I may put forward a slice of personal philosophy I feel that Man has ruled this world as stumbling, demented child-king long enough! And as his empire crumbles, my precious Black Widow Shall rise as his most fitting successor!