Misty Hunter Poet Rhyme

The Murder of Vicky Hamilton

Layer upon layer then a surprise inside
Poor little Vicky has gone and died
Big plastic trash bags and the face they hide
Poor little Vicky has gone and died

Evil man, evil man has chopped her up
Poor little Vicky was left to rot
Smothered her in plastic and threw dirt on top
Poor little Vicky was left to rot

People are horrified, they can’t understand
Poor little Vicky is not coming back
Who could do this what kind of man?
Poor little Vicky is not coming back

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Carol Sunshine Brown April 6, 2011 at 5:57 AM It has been a pleasure to read your poetry today Misty. I hope to get back soon to read more of your poetry. May you always find inspiration to carry on with your writing endeavors. Love, Carol