The carpenter loved Sue
with skin so fair
but she told him
for him
she did not care
Her words cut him through
put his mind in arrears
now we find that Sue
maybe, too
should have cared
We don't know how…
with his planer, I guess
but he made Sue
a dresser or two
and she's quite a lovely chest
What he's done to you, Sue
in my eye there's a tear
but he was thin-skinned
and you were skinned-thin
and that was when
you were made a souvenir*
(* oh dear, I mean 'a Sue Veneer')
Epilogue (from the Chief of the Bureau of Investigations)
The murderer confessed
and he's now on death row
For Sue, we said 'Amen'
and I regard that chest again
It'd look great in my den…
Think that anyone would know?
Chuck Audette
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/murdered-by-a-furniture-maker-from-the-chief-investigator/
