Tony Avila Sampson

He went to a public library that's quiet and free;
Arrested, he was, for murder, in the first degree;

Inside the library, there was a book to find,
Slowly he approached his victim, an ol' woman who's kind;

Close to her backside, he stood lurking behind,
Little ol' granny was reading and paid him no mind;

The quick use of his weapon caused her to dropp dead on the spot,
It was the eyeball witness who saw, that's how he got caught;

Now the jury must see the weapon that t'was horribly used,
But the killer tried to hide his nose and loudly refused;

So her death that came from his loud sharp sneeze,
Made her heart quickly stop, quiver, and seize;

So his hands were shackled, the murder weapon viewed,
The jury gasped loudly for air, outraged was their mood;

Soon after his shnozzle was clearly depicted,
The jury was unanimous, ... they quickly convicted.