Spider Bride? Poem by Ima Ryma

A wolf spider who is female,
I ever look for the right mate.
But it is oft an iffy trail,
Endeavoring to copulate.
Sometimes the focus I do lack
Of passing on my DNA.
I make the male into a snack,
And get stuffed with food for foreplay.
Now after sex, the guys seem to
Expect us girls to partake,
So if I focus, then I do
Know which first move that I should make.

If Mr. Right, first mate then ate.
If Mr. Wrong, just ate, skip mate.