There once was a young lady
Beautiful, full of life
But lay in her pocket
A secret hidden knife
She'd sit and wait for victims
Hidden by a cloak
Finding the right person
Waiting for a bloke
"O my, do not stop now
This story's getting good
I want to know what happens next
The girl under the hood"
She then spots her next victim
The perfect man to say
One that would never guess
Her perfect plan today
She made him fall in love with her
He didn't have a clue
He thought their love was perfect
There was nothing else to do
"I wonder what will happen next
I'm on the edge of my seat
I wonder what the end will bring
When the story's complete"
"Shut your mouth, you might just find
How this story ends
For the ending, of this tale
Is just around the bend"
She took him to her house
And that is where they dined
But how was he to know
What he might just find
When dinner had finished
Is when she took her knife
That is when he realised
He should fear his life
"O my lord, what happens next-"
"Don't speak another word
Interrupt my story and
The rest will go unheard"
He tried and tried to beg
He pleaded for his life
He still felt the true love
She only saw her knife
That is when he kissed her
Unshed tear in his eyes
He told her he forgave her
For tell him her lies
She realised she can't kill him
For he was just to kind
He was just and handsome
So she made up her mind
So what was to be
A normal day of killing
Was going to turn into
A day of which was thrilling
For how was she to know
That he would steal her heart
Now there happily married
Never to be apart
"A story can't be real
If there's a happy end"
"This is real, please do trust
A story which I now lend"
"I don't want your story
Your silly words of fable"
And with that, the man that spoke,
Got up from the table
He left the house, slammed the door
Stormed onto the streets
Walked around for a bit
And that is when he meets
A wonderful young lady
Beautiful, full of life
But lay in her pocket
A secret hidden knife
She'd sit and wait for victims
Hidden by a cloak
Wanting the right person
Waiting for this bloke
I'm sad to say this tale
Does not end like ours
For he was not cautious
He was away for hours
He did not heed our word
Or take his own advice
For in the end she killed him
An ending not so nice
