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Benny Rhee

While walking one day Down Cherry Lane I met a man With a golden cane His back was bent His hair was white But the smile on his face Was a lovely sight He said, "Hello" as we passed And gave a wave of his hand I thought to myself as I moved on What a sweet little man Little did I know on that day How deceiving looks can be He wasn't a sweet little man at all But a killer named Benny Rhee Inside Benny's golden cane Was hidden a razor sharp knife That he had used more than once To take a woman's life By night his hair was brown His back was straight and strong And if a woman refused his advances She didn't live for long I learned all this from the TV news After Benny was caught He tried to plead insanity But, it was all for naught I was glad to know he was hanged And they burned his golden cane Even so, when I go for walks I stay away Cherry Lane

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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