This calls to mind Great Aunt Clothilde
Who several family members killed
Invited them to Sunday dinner
Admitted that she'd been a sinner
Just to keep herself amused
Poison mushrooms she had used
Liberally sprinkled in the stuffing
In the soup and even pudding
Family listened in dismay
To Aunty's dread surprise
Never got to have their say
Just dropped down dead like flies
Later when they stretched her neck
The gaolers clearly heard her
Say "What's the fuss? Oh what the heck!
Families can be murder"
By Pauline
