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The world has surely lost its head

The news is full of crimes

There’s robberies in The Telegraph

And there’s murders in The Times

And always more obituaries

And even one of these

Concerns the brutal slaughter

Of an old Miss Emma Keys

The police have got their man

They’re sure he never left the scene

Indeed he led the hue and cry

A most unusual thing

An arsonist, a murderer

His soul will soon be frying

He’s young but old enough to kill

But not too young for dying

Now it seams the populous will queue

To see him stand in court

To hear him speak his wicked lies

While smiling at his thoughts

This arrogant young ruffian

Is obviously guilty

Though no where does it say exactly

How or why he killed her

Forget it, dear, it’s not the first

There’s bound to be another

The way you carry on

You’ll have us thinking she’s your mother

This man called 'Me' has had his day

And soon he’ll be forgotten

So, put that paper down

Before your breakfast goes quite rotten

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