The yelling was enough, as much as she could take.
She went outside, and got a rake.
The sharp long tip was all she needed,
and she hit and hit, till she succeeded.
Now time came, time to clean up,
she grabbed the rake,
and away it went, into the lake.
But then something inside her,
turned to fear, "Can you please clean up the table?", she could still hear.
she ran and ran, screaming all the while,
and went back, to clean up the pile.
But the police were there,
saw her covered in red.
"Yer goin' to jail" One of them said.
So here she is,
Behind the bars,
swirling around her head, a couple of stars.
She then saw a familar face, as white as a dove.
It was the person she killed, her one and only love.
" I loved you so much, you were my dear"
The girl shook violently, covered in fear.
"But now you must pay the price, and join me in my sleep,
But even though a heart, you already reap."
The girl is now missing, possibly dead,
ever since the last time, she saw the head.
Some say its a myth, some, a fable.
But I bet some times you can hear small voice say,
" Can you please clean up the table?"