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My Sister Edna
They loved all night long
Expressing a thousand feelings
Of love and hate
And when morning quietly arrived
Only one of them awoke
"Thank you my love, Thank You!"
And dressed and left
The reporter said the killer
Was a woman in her early twenties.
Very beautiful, Very dangerous, and -
This was her third victim.
And she leaves a photo, whom no one recognizes
Why? I do not know.
But, Perhaps, they could find out--
If they just asked my sister Edna