7A/N: It is hard to write a light witty poem about a serial killer! But I couldn't give you a dark one without a silly one. Also, these near rhymes DO keep me up at night, but they are worth the smile. (Limericks are magical, share yours! psst - Guest, you made my day with your Grace limerick!)
A smiley face crafted in blood
Two mangled flowers, one still just a bud
A broken man learns to rise
Through revenge, guilt, and lies
Red John's dead, left behind in the mud
There once was a serial killer
Who was bad at rock, paper, scissor
Hypnosis and charm
Followers swarm to the smarm
But seriously, McAllister, for real-er?
