The police tape was strung across the driveway with care, 

While the hope of finding a clue, even one,

Hung precariously in the air;

No one was nestled inside of their beds,

Because only dreadful visions that night,

Danced in any of the family’s heads;

The mama in question, one month from being due,

Well, no one could say exactly where she might have got to.

Let's get ready to get Dark As Hell. 

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