Miss Keep

There lives an old women in tillbury town
named Miss Keep, of the leathery-silk gown.
Every boy in town knew
that her house was a zoo
and she keep all her trinkets around.

She was named Miss Keep, rather justly so
because she had a rich man who would stay and go,
and Every boy in town knew
that this man came to screw
and asked her to never make a sound.

I was dared very young, a coy boy of eight,
to enter the abyss, and peruse her sick fate.
Every boy in town knew,
and I knew well too:
she never bore a smile, but always a frown.

As I creep and crawled and climbed under her gate,
I was berated with vines, something had finally taken their bait.
Every boy in town thought
that I had been caught,
and that in the vines I had drown.

Under the vines lay a cellar door
nothing too strange, I had seen this before.
and Every boy in town knew,
and I knew well too:
she had been here too long in this town.

With the axe I had bought and a determined smirk
I was content on finding her, happily at work.
Because Every boy in town suspects
and I didn't dare reject
that she was homicidaly renown.

And with a swish of the axe the cellar door swooned
and there I found Miss Keep tending a stomach wound.
Every boy in town thought
"why is she so distraught?"
but now I could actually see her frown.

She wept and made no notice of me, her eyes to the wall; they were fixed.
Hanging one after another, bottles of booze, with some potion that she lay transfixed.
and Every boy in town twitched
because they thought her bewitched
and it appears they were right, as my soul unwound.

But as I took a few steps closer I could see the potion squirm,
that potion at the end, its contents were firm!
and Every boy in town knew
and I knew so too:
that things were undoubtedly unsound.

So I took some lengthy steps, maybe it was a worm
and as I got a closer look, this was a product of sperm!
and No boy in town knew
this morbid taboo
Miss Keep had her own secret kept.

Too many things to do, "Mr." keep's time to waste
but she needed the money, even though these acts were not her taste.
And no boy ever knew,
as they giggled and grew
where miss keep had kept me.