We think about a web

Mainly as a spider’s web

That’s intricately spun

To entrap its prey

That’s true

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People spin

Webs to snarl

Their unsuspecting enemies

When they weave complicated

Stories of lies to deceive

This is true 

Of many crooks

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Deception could be

Unwarranted praise

That leads someone to believe

That he’s the king of the universe

It can make a woman

Feel that she’s a queen

Beautiful and without blemish

In the prime of her life

It focuses on boosting the ego

Or, get rich schemes

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With such thoughts germinating

In the mind of the deceived

The deceiver moves in for the kill

With all his interconnected patterns

In place taking root

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The deception may be

Not only a monetary scheme

Sexual exploitation

Or, some other devious deed

That blackens a person’s character

It might even be a web of doom

That’s meant to see an individual’s downfall