The Artful Decapitation Of Miss UnknownIn shadowed halls of macabre delight, A tale of woe unfolds on this dark night, A mystery woman, fair and demure, Met her fate, a horror so obscure. Like Jack the Ripper, this killer not known, And surgical precision, heart like stone, Harvested specimens of the human form, In the depths of night, a gruesome storm. A gothic tale of darkness and dread, Where madness lingers, like a ghostly thread, In the collector's library, secrets lie, As an unknown