A poem about: There's been a murder, a woman was killed,found in a bathtub, partially filled.A pair of policemen went into the houseand questioned the poor woman's spouse.He'd just come home from working all nightand found her like that, a terrible sight.The younger policeman looked on with dismay.He'd never forget that terrible day.He saw the young woman from behind the doorand empty milk cartons all over the floor,Scattered strawberries, slices of fruit,and spoonfuls of sugar and honey to boot.''Who could have done this terrible thing?''His voice had a horrified, pitiful ring.''Just look at the clues,'' replied Sergeant Miller.''It looks like the work of a cereal killer.''