The knife that spoke with a buzz


This is a funny little piece I worked up after I heard an interesting story about the first use of forensic entomology — yes, using insects to solve a crime.

In the smallest nooks
live the slickest crooks,
using sharpest wares
to strike at maidens fair.

Bet that evil hounds
plumb the open grounds
as day turns to night
to exercise their might.

So in a village green
far from active scenes, 
came a man who stood beside
a newly minted bride. 

The man, filled with temper,
did her body half dismember
and escape like a breeze
before the break of eve.

But the foulest must admit
that sharper minds do acquit
the cause of justice fast
and pursue until their last.

As county men took over,
staunch as that county boulder,
and lined up all existent
observing each with insistence.

"Drop your wares friend
and let us not pretend
that the vile and refuting
will halt me in my duty."

So all spilt their wares
upon the township square.
They did look for a savior
and divine, merciful favor.

Ah, twas not god on the brain
for county copper plain,
but the nature of a buzz
around a man of woolen fuzz.

As copper proceeded toward
he soon spotted his reward.
It seems flies cannot resist
where fresh blood doth persist.

That resounding buzz upon the knife
told a tale that must be told:
the slick and vile murder of a wife
who never shall grow old.
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