Six Word Saturday and Saturday Centus 128

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ON REDECORATING:

Painted, caulked, bruised, but not bleeding.

Time to have fun with Jenny Matlock with her Saturday Centus.  PROMPT: "How beautifully leaves grow old."   WORD COUNT - Not to exceed 105 (including the prompt)  STYLE OF WRITING - Any

PICTURES - Any Additional   The regular restrictions apply: PG, no splitting of the prompt, play nicely and visit the other links, please.

No one knew

No one really cared

No one missed the jerk
That lived upstairs.

A little girl was missing
They looked every where
The only thing ever found
Was her doll upon his stairs.

He watched children closely
Carried candy in his pocket
Just talked to them mostly
But ended up on the court docket.

I knew the girl
She’s mine you know
I’d seen them talking
Days in a row.

The rules are no body
Criminals can’t be bound
Not guilty the verdict
Upset the town.

I the executioner
Was secretive and bold
The body won’t be found
How beautifully leaves turn old.