Different bodies come in here

At different times from nowhere

Usually brought in by police officers

Also by ambulance officers

Rarely by good natured strangers

Never by grieving murderers

Covered by white cotton

But revealed by sipping crimson

We know there is an once person

Completed his last season

Did it end as a murder mystery

Or a tragic comedy

Or a silently haunting melody

We will never know

When a body comes in now

So just shake off the snow

Let the question unknow