When the moon is blocked by gray clouds,
A lone woman visits the graves,
She wears a black dress like a shroud.

She speaks, but her words are not loud,
She whispers and calls them by name,
When the moon is blocked by gray clouds.

The deceased has grown to a crowd,
She speaks tenderly to the dead,
She wears a black dress like a shroud.

With the handgun she kept her vows,
As her victims entered her net,
When the moon is blocked by gray clouds,

They came strutting and oh, so proud,
And many more will find her web,
She wears a black dress like a shroud.

Her name is Danielle of the Marsh,
She hides her real name, Black Widow,
When the moon is blocked by gray clouds,
She wears a black dress like a shroud.

©November 18, 2018 / Jerry Pat Bolton