Killer Celebrity

A poem by E.J. Hammon

He slayed with wild abandon,
Killing women from coast to coast;
But what Ted Bundy did best,
Was to brag and to boast.

His braggadacio lured in his victims,
His cunning hid them away;
He caught them and he killed them,
And he watched their blood spray.

But what he didn’t count on,
What he couldn’t see;
Was those victims would return,
And Bundy couldn’t flee.

His trials were a farce, he said,
He wasn’t defended well;
And what the public wanted, he cried,
Was to send his soul to Hell.

Hell was what they wanted, he screamed,
And Bundy was getting scared;
Until Ted Bundy’s jailers,
Walked him to Florida’s Chair.

He waited for the warden,
He knew he’d make that last minute call;
But before the sun rose that day,
The lady killer was covered in his death pall.

c. 2019