The Mystery of Kettle Plains

The whistling breeze it shifted,
Shadows cast a dark and eerie net,
And the mystery of Kettle Plains,
Would be anything but kept.

Lights flashed like distant stars,
As howls greeted a straining ear,
And the mystery of Kettle Plains,
Had everyone in fear.

Sirens heard through murky fog,
Painful cries almost human,
And the mystery of Kettle Plains,
Became, even more consuming.

Spotlights shone like laser beams,
That lit up ghostly shapes,
And the mystery of Kettle Plains,
May explain a lot of rapes.

Police car lights painted the night,
When all hell, suddenly came to the fore’,
And the mystery of Kettle Plains,
Was about to face the law.

Surrounded by the posse,
The perpetrator was now caught,
And the mystery of Kettle Plains,
Was just a tom cat and his sort.