Whodunnit

[Jerrybaldy]

Was it perhaps the screwdriver that killed him
It has a human hair on the tip
Or the butter knife that may be crowned
With raspberry jam or blood
Was it suicide
He’d recently been seen to stare out
On very wet and cloudy days
Cancer maybe, baby
God he was looking thin
Emaciated you may say
Stress. He needed less
He couldn’t sleep without merlot
But no,
It was her smile you see, instead
That killed him stone cold dead.