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The Villisca Axe Murders Continues The Haunt
I see the shadow on the wall, my breath catches and hope falls. He has found me I do despair, The Axeman is standing there. Hiding in the house all day, waiting for the return of his prey. In the pantry watching through the door, night is all he waits for. Silently he makes his way through the house, silent as a deadly mouse. Started with dad and mom in the bed, I silently cry as they are dead. My sleeping sisters and brother, without their heads I did discover. My visiting friends he also found, he killed them too with a squishing sound. If only the drifting Reverend did not stop, invited for breakfast by my pop. My family could have been saved, now our future is a lonely grave. He moves in for the kill, swings his axe with lots of skill. The flash of steel as all I see, slumps to the floor is all that's left of me. The wind blows through Villisca this cold night, my family died without a fight. A small and quiet town, in the night our screams did drown. Poked by aleera I did jump, telling the true story that in the night goes bump. I see the shadow of Kristy De La Keur, Now her story you'll get to incur. Thanks to John Loving III and the Haunting Poets, the true story of the Villisca axe murders you do know it. Sad the tragedy is too true, not a fictional killer to go BOO!
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