Killigans Island

The waves crashed high

The ship rocked wildly

The Captain tried to steer.

The First Mate...

He hid under the table.

The Millionaire was drunk

His wife was bitting her nails

The Doctor was high on morphine

The Movie star....

Thought she might become famous.

Then there was Mary Ann

Dark hair and eyes of hazel

Hoping and praying

That the Captain wouldn’t fail

For she needed the ship to prevail.

She had studied the maps

Remember them in detail

And knew the signs beneath the vines.

Out to that island they would go

For treasure, if you must know.

When the sea’s grew calm

They rested against a palm.

On that island they would all live

Friendship to Mary Ann they would give.

All the while she’d plot and plan.

In due time the ship was repaired

The Captain prayed to God for they had all been spared.

Just before a coconut hit him in the head.

In a few moments he was dead

Natural Weapons, thought Mary Ann, better then gun or lead.

The first mate wailed and cried

As he found the Captain on his side.

That’s when the noose of hemp circled low

He was swept up towards the sky

To hang till dead from the rafters high.

The Millionaire was easy

As Mary Ann had always found him sleazy

He always had a drink just before bed.

When he swallowed his last cup of ale,

Poisoned, that was the end his tale.

His wife quickly came in running

But Mary Ann was filled with cunning

She was prepared to make death clean.

With a sharp wooden stake at ready

She shoved it right through the lady’s spleen.

Now Mary Ann knew she had to be quick

For screams and shouts had been heard.

The Doc entered mouth agape. She just smiled.

Then screamed, “ Murder, Rape!” It was just the trick.

The Movie star cleaved the doctors head in with a stick.

Now Mary Ann had thought far ahead

On just how to make this priss of a Movie Star dead.

Full of concern the Actress did move forward.

She never saw the rigged loose floor board below.

She crashed on through, getting stuck. For her..death was slow.

This is when Mary Ann woke up from her dream.

Her actions...unspeakable..so she began to scream.

Reviews

[Shy Girl]

OMGosh!!! That's a twist of cunning and craftiness to be sure. One such as Mary Ann should be soft and demure. Once her path became clear to her eyes..she turned on each one she clearly despised. Never a spookier tale has been told...that is unless you add pirates and gold. I thought this a need version of that famous tale on a remote island...stuck in the elements. Mary Ann may just be reliving her work during waking hours and then realizing that she...well... was a tad wrong. Regrets rumble round in the head at the oddest of times. This was a neat piece...the innocent unsuspected becomes the murderer...love it :)

[Alex Crow]

WOW! This is so amazing death at every turn and good imagery.