Only his laughter was heard in a room full of mutilated comedians.
He's covered with blood
with wacky tale
my shadow murdered me
and I am not here.
I arrested the culprit
from his subterfuge.
A twisted grin slashed across his face in the same way that he had slashed her.
I Saw Her
Yes, I Saw Her
Go In Back, With an Axe
Those Weren't Hogs a Squalling
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She played the part too well.
Everyone else bought the act,
But I saw her sinister look,
When the facade cracked.
His severed head was impaled on her fence.
Attached strings to his dead eyeballs, her cat's new favorite toy.
He should've quit fighting the divorce.
"Remember me,"
she whispered as she plunged the knife into my heart.
I remembered,
my murderer.
There's always a smile on his face...
never a face in his place...
there're never lights on his lawn...
and she's missing in the morning...
