In the End

"There is nothing to fear, except the persistent refusal to find out the truth." Dorothy Thompson In the middle of the dark night Even in his heart, fear gripped the knight There's a killer loose eating cereal Whose dead by a killer serial We escaped to a private isle I asked my girl to walk down the aisle There we stayed at a fancy inn But mostly we stayed close and in My fianceé has a lovely scent And doesn't mind, I don't have a cent As we wile away a long hour With dreams of one day much being ours She's making fluffy biscuits of flour Through the window, view of a flower As she unties her apron knot To go outside, asking why not The cereal killer has an oar She's seeing a clump of iron ore The serial killer spies him Decides to sing a happy hymn Suddenly the cereal killer does hear A loud, sudden move over here The splitting of the oar of fir As the cereal killer hits with a fur OR I could go on and not end But since we stayed snuggled and in I have run out of lies to tell Or maybe need to write a long tale Contest: Homophone Rhyme Sponsor: Hat Bueckert Date written: 10/23/2022