Title: A Murderous Abecedarian
Fandom: Original
Rating: Gen
Word Count: 235
Lines: 32
Poetic Form: Abecedarian
For: GYWO Yahtzee - Poetry - Sevens
Prompt:
I tiptoe through the handsome stacks of polished woods.
I tiptoe to the section marked ‘Up to No Goods.’
I do not make a peep—so quietly I creep—
to seek, to peek, in all the likelihoods.
some
Arsenic in sugar bowl would do
a little bit of
Belladonna, too
some
Cyanide would leave a bitter smell
and
Digitalis foxed in gloves might tell
some
Electricity would shock them all
but why be fancy? choose a simple
Fallforgotten
Garrotin’ is worth a try
and
Hemlock's handy way to say good-bye
for some,
Insulin, withheld or replaced
for other souls,
Jurisprudence disgraced
a
Ketamine parfait might do the trick
if
Ligatures wound tight don’t seem to stick
there’s always
Morphine, just a little prick
but
Noose and shove might well be just as quick
Ourang-Outang amok? not a sure bet
but
Ptomaine can be trouble to un-get
an unmarked
Quagmire in which to descend
Revolvers work well, no matter which end
some
Strychnine, with or without poison dart
or
Thallium, which needs a goodish start
Untraceable taint is a slippery gent
but
Veronal is heaven-(ever)-sent
when all else fails, a
Whack upon the head
or knife-wielding
Xanthippe with uncertain dread
a
Yew berry tea infused until it’s sludge
or, last resort, a
Zeppelin with a grudge
I tiptoe out with all my doubt left on the shelves
and go well-versed (well-cursed) where know-how, know-which delves.