No Such Thing As A Haunted House

flahing lights from everywhere'
so bright they stoped to stare,
I turned as they cried,
they never found the murder weapon,
just the body,
lieing lifeless against the door,
with a syringe in her eye,
and a bowl cramed in her genitalia,
teh copscouldn't even take it,
what monster could do such a crime,
tourcher such a young,beautiful mom,
they found the duaghter up stairs,
lieing on her bed,
she had been stabbed many times,
but that was not her death,
the crater in her head,
which was the size of a softball,
a horrable shot of the shotgun I used,
her blood soked bed,
her eye,shot to pieces laying on her pillow,
I watched them try to find any trace of me,
but the fact was,
I had already out smarted them,
I had saved the girl for last,
as I cleaned up my mess,
she was tied to the end ofher bed,
then I slit her mothers arm and face,
that bi.ch should have listened,
I would have been more generous,
I would have left the girl locked in her closet,
so now it's said,
that house is haunted,
because they never found a trace of me,
I'm called "The Phantom of the Night",
you better hide because,
I intend to do you next....