Murders in Mumford Part 1

A love twisted in a high school romance, Both fixated on puppy dog eyes, Skipping classes followed by lies, Predictions to never be seperated, Only as much as parents tolerated, They would run if given the chance, Upon a mellow river rusted a louring mill, Dim lit repairs by a scarecrow of a man, Alongside the river it was a small span, As skeletal hands of the mill snag floating logs, Rising sun now pierces mountain fogs, A cold chill replaced by warmth that begins to fill, Brackish waters breed fish teeming angling, A plaid retiree toats an unknowing burden, For upon the rocks a body rolled in curtain, Fumbling hands dial the sheriff's office, Resulting in a stomach turned nauseous, Thoughts race from torture to strangling, Students murmor rumors over empty chairs, As sherriff pulls students for questioning, While a plea for help at a parent's beckoning, Cries heard aloud through echoing halls, Answers from questions expose a plethora of flaws, Tensions tighten because this small town cares, Foghorns sound as headlights cross beams, Moonlit mist hides a livid discord, Only witness, a fisherman shipboard, Rocks shuffle around steadfast feet, Argument ends in the shore's peat, Unwanted blood spills ending young dreams, Narrow light leaves a lifeless body luminous, Examiner removes an entombed clue, Beneath a fingernail a piece of paper folded in two, Unfolded the bloodied paper reveals vastly, An agent must be summoned lastly, For murders like this may be numerous.