Anagram hilarity

[jedusor]

Someone posted the Anagrammies to the National Puzzlers' League list a while ago, and I was reading it to kill time between classes when I came across this gem by Meyran Kraus, and absolutely had to share it.

This...

Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,
And can't tell where to find them;
Leave them alone, and they'll come home,
And bring their tails behind them.

Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,
And dreamt she heard them bleating;
But when she awoke, she found it a joke,
For still they all were fleeting.

Then up she took her little crook,
Determined for to find them;
She, found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,
For they'd left all their tails behind 'em!

It happened one day, as Bo-Peep did stray
Unto a meadow hard by --
There she espied their tails, side by side,
All hung on a tree to dry.

She heaved a sigh and wiped her eye,
And over the hillocks she raced;
And tried what she could, as a shepherdess should,
That each tail should be properly placed.

...anagrams into this:

(Detective Halsted frowns.)

Det. Halsted: That's all?
Bo-Peep: Yeah.
Det. Halsted: Mind telling me the reason for the rhymes and the third-person narrative?
Bo-Peep: It's just the way I was brought up. Are we done here?
Det. Halsted: What's the hurry, Folk Fan? There's time for another poem.
Bo-Peep: Ah... Ever hear this one? 'Hey Diddle Diddle-'
Det. Halsted: Diddle with this, Hot Cheeks: the herd has been found slain and de-tailed. And hence, the Shepherd Hill Maniac... is here, in front of me.
Bo-Peep (feebly): No, that's a lie.
Det. Halsted: The game is up! Come clean! Don't you hear the lambs scream? They'll be louder... and louder...
Bo-Peep (sobbing): Alright! I killed them... I killed them all.
Det. Halsted (to an officer): Take her away.
Bo-Peep: I'll see you in hell, Halsted.