23rd September 2016

Prompt:" Song- Mack the Knife ' given by kent_bentley

Old man Jacobs, ranted and raved.

The sight was so gruesome, it'll never fade.

He was out in the alley, takn' a puff.

And the body was right there, oozing blood and stuff

Oh but he was no feeble lass, to cry out loud.

He took a few steps back and just turned around.

It was then that he saw old MacHeath,

Turning the corner, putting his knife in sheath.

Old man Jacobs, could swear on his life,

That the killer was no one but Mack the knife.

Yet those flatfoots, found no blood or prints.

And old MacHeath, still roamed the streets.

Well, that's it. I'm running behind schedule, so let me move on to the next one.