Who

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who?

Submitted: July 04, 2008

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Who
 
A bloodcurdling scream ran through the cold winter air
After midnight every street in London was bare
 
A lonesome head rolled over the road leaving a trail of blood
A phone, a wallet, and an axe were left in a puddle of mud
 
On the path the body of a woman lay lost without its head
Nobody knows she was attacked and now is lying there dead
 
In the shadows a single tear rolled down an eye and a sob was heard
Somebody stood there who saw everything and heard every word
 
Detectives came from far and wide to solve the mystery
They had no luck; this case was going down in history
 
No witnesses came forward, no suspects were found
The answer was dead and buried underground
 
Nobody claimed her body or her head
She knew nobody so nobody knew she was dead 


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