The detective was seen wandering
mumbling
pondering
the state of her great
make-believe
fake identity
who is the commissioner
with the burly big moustache
and handsome set of teeth
this chap
a blast beneath his car

I'm merely scratched
he hollered
I am bothered
less than Donna
she's like a fire burning
carefree
in biosolids
covered like the ocean floor
from head to toe
with flies
she thought she found
a pair of pearls
they were Sampson's
spoiled eyes

Donna euthanised
the mule
and robbed
it's old
jaw bone
she walked up
to the commissioner
and she broke
his goddamn
nose

Shrieks and screams
and moaning sounds
were heard all over town
Donna made the commissioner
look precisely
like a clown
next thing you know
the detective
well
she shows up
with a gun
just in time
to demonstrate
exactly
how it's done