Every bullet leaves a trace
More gruesome a murder, more obvious the face
Every riddle is pregnant with a clue in its maze
The eyes must have vision, just not a dumb gaze
More elaborate a murder, greater the blunder
Set up a murder, sure to flounder
As in life, so in death
Subtlety shall ensure the wonder
From underneath the feet asunder
Shall steal the thunder
A perfect murder?
Must have carcass bleed and wonder
Weren't it luckier?
The sender, a tad kinder
A more gruesome mode, any contender?
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