Rubber Ducky

Dark poem based on a rubber duck

Row, row, row your rubber ducky down the drain
Merrily, merrily, merrily, I think I've gone insane
The little girl who laughs too loud lives just down the lane
But I think she needs some repair conducted on her brain

Food for thought I cannot give advice
But I can seal the deal and serve her over ice
No one come near, I am warning dear that I have a vice
Now my kitchen has become over ran with mice

Come here in a hurry we need to travel
It takes some time my tale to unravel
With a shovel dig a hole deep into the gravel
My knife's still wet, my crimes will always dazzle