OH HARK 14

The situation was getting weirder, the lost one was befuddled.
 More and more people were appearing , his mind was muddled
Where was the monstrous mammoth  and the  woman with a stove.
  The bald one, the horse with two weirdos, and  the  white dove?

 They had come and gone, like the hair on the bald man's head
Had the shrew killed  the stove woman , he was filled with dread.
Where was the tuxedo man and the one  with the red handkerchief?
And yes the man with the crown- whose appearance was brief?

Were they just figments of his imagination, oh hark
The shrew was heading towards him looking like a shark.
"I can sense the malevolence churning through your peanut brain."
"You are the man I am after" was her blood chilling refrain.

 "You think I am a killer?"She  shook her head in incredulity.
"Come on, you know , you are guilty, I pity your stupidity."
 "The bald man , was my hubby you know, and you killed him
 you are a cold blooded murderer ,and your plight is grim.

Go to the police station and make a full confession, you brute."
Then she pulled out a revolver, and said ," or I shoot".
 she pocketed the revolver, as her eyes fell on a woman bright .
Lousy tune played in a delicate manner, said the woman in white.