Mind of April

It's about you

You visit me constantly
I know you must be attracted to me
But I'm really not, sorry
You and me won't happen, never will be

I'll tell you why, harsh but true
This won't come out of the blue
Listen, here is the first clue
It's not about me, it's about you

It's not about your sex or gender
Ladies as well are on my radar
With their hearts so tender
Long live the gay agender

It's not about your color, either
I don't care that you are black
Or that you are not a people pleaser
There are other things you lack

It's not about your body hair
I've those too, we could be fluffy together
That woud be just fair
There are other things I'll get over never

It's not about your size
Well, actually it is, not a specific body part
I have nothing against thick thighs
But you'd be less scary, if you were not that large

It's more about your speed
U-Hauling isn't my cup of tea
I can't catch up with you, indeed
You move too fast for me

It's about you have six legs to many
You'd be cute with two or four
But eight? That's what I can't ignore
And don't crawl on the door

So now I draw a line, this flat is mine
My personal space, do you get the sign
If you visit me one more time
Be prepared to die, I will commit this crime

With me, mercy is not what you'll find
I will slay any of your kind
Your love I don't require
'Cause you're a fuckin' spider