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The Almost Perfect Murder Weapon by Guy Belleranti He knew the perfect weapon For doing in his wife. He’d steal a car off the street And with it end her life.
A hit and run they’d call it, And he’d be in the clear, For since it wasn’t his car He’d have nothing to fear.
He ran the car right at her. It sputtered then broke down. A husky witness grabbed him, And cops hauled him downtown.
Guy Belleranti © 2006 |
Guy Belleranti writes
fiction, nonfiction, poetry, puzzles and humor for both adults and children from
his home in southern Arizona. A few of the places his work has appeared include
Woman’s World, The Eternal Night, Futures Mysterious Anthology and the LA Times
Kids’ Reading Room. A number of his short stories are also available at
Fictionwise.com. His homepage on the web is: