The phone rings
The machine sings
The machine beeps
The person speaks
No sound in the house
Not even a small mouse
The only audible sound
That of a distant hound
Blue & red lights flash
As the killer makes a dash
Cops open the door
See 5 bodies on the floor
The killer had gone
He always takes a bone
The cops did'nt even look
They just wrote in their book
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem