Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Web Shot

"Welcome to my mobile parlor,"
Did say the spider to the fly,
Then did something quite bizarre, sure,
Slung out its web into the sky.
It seems the spider web is spun,
Then stretched back, onto a plant hooked,
Prey approaches, release is done,
Unwitting guest, the fly is schnooked.
No doubt the fly was quite surprised,
Suddenly stuck in sticky bunch,
And soon to know that it comprised
The main course for the spider's lunch.

Along came a spider that's got
A web parlor that's a sling shot.