Murder of the Unknown

by Lalalalalalalalalala   Feb 14, 2005



Wondering, watching, learning
Of the new murders each day
Molly started to weep
Wishing she wouldn’t be taken away

On the 1st of January in Australia
Five new murders were counted every week
No one knew how or where it happened
The murderer must have been a very good sneak

Molly decided to investigate herself
Knowing her life would be in danger
She would conquer her number one fear
To defeat the murderer, the stranger

January 7th, Molly caught the assassin
Feeling proud more than ever
She had found him under a bunch of tree branches
Alone, she wondered how she became so clever

Twenty years later, Molly is an officer
One of the best actually
Having no fears whatsoever
Finding over 50 murders annually!

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