Background
Leslie Ann believed from the beginning she could outwit mousey little Mary Ann, she believed she could take her husband, if she wanted to.
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Mary Ann was very much beloved in the university town.
She visited the sick, and for many charities she volunteered.
No one ever uttered a bad word about the beautiful lady,
For her impeccable manners and charms always endeared.
She’d grown up surrounded by riches, but didn't want that life,
Deciding early on, life was meant for more than possessions.
The six-year rift with her parents for her unsuitable marriage
Was about to end; it was time they make a few concessions.
Dressing that morning, Mary Ann knew what she’d do, and
With a heavy heart sighed as she thought about Leslie Ann.
The hospital was quite a buzz when she walked in that day, but
Her thoughts were elsewhere, as she pondered about her plan.
The little spoiled brat had caused disharmony between her
And Jonathan, though he’d maintained she was a horny liar.
They’d always gotten along and on each other they depended,
But now it seemed their very existence was twisted in a mire.
She mused whether or not to axe plans to scare Leslie Ann,
But conceded the crafty vixen needed a lesson in humility.
Maybe a few hours alone in the basement with cadavers
Would help to create in Leslie Ann a better sense of civility.
Down in the gross anatomy lab there was quite an uproar,
They'd found a student deranged and sputtering delusions.
The TA took the purse the student clutched to her breast,
And the white powder he assumed causing her confusion.
The professor took the package and gave it a long sniff.
His face turned gray, for he expected some wicked intent.
He looked around and tried to surmise what happened, and
As he called the police, she sank further into her torment.
Leslie Ann was locked away in a nightmare all her own;
She heard all they said, but her mind would not respond.
Somewhere tiny voices drown them out as they taunted
In ghostly heckling, not earthly, but from a world beyond.
Later, the police escorted her to up to the mental ward,
Where she was assigned a room with a guard posted outside.
Catatonic, Leslie Ann’s mind was held hostage in a place
Filled with dead bodies and there was no place for her to hide.
The police asked the hospital to call Leslie Ann’s next of kin,
And the doctors ordered their staff to perform a brain scan.
Leslie Ann stared blankly and humbly as they moved about,
But recoiled in fear when she saw above her lurked Mary Ann.
