Miss Goody Two Shoes and Miss Goody Two Shoes Returns

Whiter than white,
Purer than snow.
A virginal saint,
You'd like to know.

Always the first to,
Say how are you.
How can I help,
What can I do.

Caring and sharing,
All day through.
When you are ill.
She'll look after you.

Never the bearer,
Of any bad news.
A heaven sent teen,
One to amuse.

She simply exists,
Her name I did choose.
I'll always call her,
Miss Goody Two Shoes.

For she holds secrets,
So dark and vile.
She loves to murder,
With her twisted smile.

She is a sick bitch,
A remorseless banshee.
She's killed hundreds,
With gratuitous glee.

For I'm the cop,
Who's on her case.
This Miss Goody Two Shoes,
With an angelic face.

She'll call on you,
So late at night.
Pretend she's lost,
So sad her plight.

You invite her in,
With such a thrill.
This innocent teen,
Who's dressed to kill.

She'll drug you up,
Half knock you out.
She enjoys her work,
You'll bleed and shout.

She'll draw you in,
Then cut your throat.
Over your carcass,
She'll dance and gloat.

She kills not at random,
She kills for a kick.
Her jigsaw's aftermath,
So appalling and sick.

They think they're safe,
No harm will come.
But always with her,
Death will be done.

She'll sucker men in,
By playing cupids.
When they are drowsy,
Cut off their eyelids.

She'll strap you down,
Slowly skin you alive.
For you and your kind,
Her creativity does thrive.

Your blood will flow,
Your heart will race.
The last thing you see,
Is her smiling face.

With razor in hand,
She'll slice and splice.
She'll tease and toy,
She's so very precise.

And last to be severed,
You'll miss the most.
Fountains of blood,
Turning white as a ghost.

She will not stop,
She'll never falter.
All evil sacrificed,
Upon her bloody altar.

Her innocence stolen,
That wicked day.
She seeks payback,
In her own way.

A teenage grim reaper,
She's death incarnate.
Never mixed morals,
Her mind does debate.

She can't be stopped,
She's one of a kind.
So intensely driven,
With a killer's mind.

She is so macabre,
But no necrophile.
Each victim is,
A sick paedophile.

I will never catch her,
She loves her fun and games.
I text her very often,
And give her all their names.

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Miss Goody Two Shoes Returns.

Whiter than white,
Purer than snow.
A virginal saint,
You'd like to know...

She's come back,
Back for more.
This murderous teen,
They do deplore.

Her new tale to tell,
Drenched in blood.
Victims slaughtered,
In a crimson flood.

She's been abroad,
A dark holiday.
With bodies strewn,
Their limbs astray.

She prizes her work,
So loves to play.
Home or abroad,
All are her prey.

Her razor sharpened,
Her killing arts honed.
Up close and personal,
All flayed and boned.

Six perverts slain,
In Paris France.
Half a dozen,
Given no chance.

She's so macabre,
She's so attentive.
Her dark skills,
Are so inventive.

Skins are flayed,
Tongues do sever.
To work in silence,
At her pleasure.

Her teen looks,
Are her lure.
Against all evil,
She's the cure.

More gone now,
A whole flock.
This deceptive teen,
Out to shock.

Against her,
All hope is lost
The price they pay,
Is their life cost.

No pity shown,
Of mercy immune.
Targeting paedophiles,
Evil hearts strewn.

So many to kill,
So many to choose.
An endless list,
For Miss Goody Two Shoes.

Is she supernatural,
This tour de force.
Who slays for pleasure,
With no remorse.

Her tales of terror,
Her stories of woe.
Her wrath and fury,
She won't let go.

A darkness surges,
Through her veins.
Torturing them all,
With splicing pains.

Her thoughts focused,
Her razor she feeds.
Dark justice it cuts,
Revenge's dark deeds.

A cop who helps,
Information provision.
To locate and pursue,
All the unforgiven.

She's met a friend,
Now two of a kind.
Both kindred spirits,
With murder in mind.

A taste for killing,
They both share.
Upon the guilty,
Death and despair.

A deadly duo,
A killer elite.
With bodies piling,
Around their feet.

But that's a pitiless tale for another time,
Of ice cold revenge against perverted crime.
Now they've teamed up await a new chiller,
Miss Goody Two Shoes and The Lady Killer...

Dedicated to Reborn Rob for his engaging poetry and uplifting comments.