I pity her husband. She looks like a human preying mantis.
"Honey, it's time to mate!" (Nom, nom, nom!)
(Photo stolen from Pravda.)
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I pity her husband. She looks like a human preying mantis.
"Honey, it's time to mate!" (Nom, nom, nom!)
(Photo stolen from Pravda.)
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I saw a girl, she reminded me of you
She did the things that a girl like you might do
Her body was green and she had two vicious jaws
She found her a mate as she kissed him with her claws
Yes but I survived, it was on TV
She had six strong legs and it frightened me
She had insect eyes, but I could still see
That the looks she gave him, you give to me
I feel like a praying mantis (I sense her acting)
Just like a praying mantis (I sense her antics)
I can't help it I've been too frantic too long
She bit off his head so he would not feel the pain
She wanted his body so much she ate his brain
Yes but I survived, no you won't catch me
I'll resist this urge that's tempting me
I'll avert my eyes, keep you off my knee
But it feels so good when you talk to me
I feel like a praying mantis (I sense her acting)
Just like a praying mantis (I sense her antics)
I can't help it I've been too frantic too long...
(Praying Mantis by Don Dixon)
Posted by AlanDP | January 27, 2008 6:17 AM
Posted on January 27, 2008 06:17