Current mood: cynical

The spider has caught me in his web of lies,
And there I yield until my demise.
A guise in place, and I, unwise,
Was deceived like all the other flies.

He was so sweet and yet so sly.
I fell in deep, I can't deny.
His charm at fault was the reason why
He managed to tie this fly.


I haven't been able to think of more stanzas for like everrrr!
Actually, I have, but I don't know where to put what, or anything.
Help! Throw in words I should use as the ending rhymes..