In a town not faraway,

they're holding Ted Bundy day.

The men envy him;

the women love him.

In a jail not faraway,

they're counting the seconds.

Waiting for the evil creature:

to fry, to die, fry Ted fry.

In a town not faraway,

they're holding Ted Bundy day.

The men are lonely,

the women - gone.

CALDER WOLFE