Array ( [sid] => 184167 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A short murder story [time] => 2017-05-15 19:08:28 [hometext] => With profound apologies to Mr. Doyle. [bodytext] => The midget lay stabbed on the carpet;
By the time our man Sheerluck came;
The locals were all taking bar bets;
That the dame known as Jane was to blame.

The cops hauled her down to the hoosegow;
The coroner hauled off the dead;
The press made poor Jane front page news now;
But Sheerluck stood fast and he said:

The victim was poisoned without fail;
Long before knifewounds were rendered;
By the only one posting poor Janes bail;
All eyes fell upon the bar tender!

Confessions came 3 hours later;
When the autopsy proved what was missed;
From the bartender’s wife, and the waiter;
Who suspected the bartenders trist;

I poisoned her beer the wife blubbered;
The waiter then planted the knife;
The poison and notes in the cupboard;
Revealed the affair with his wife!

Jane and the bartender married;
His wife and the waiter were jailed;
The fame of old Sheerluck was carried;
By newspapers telling the tale.

The moral quote Sheerluck is dryer;
Than any martini by far;
Where midgets will go, a murder so low;
Is prevented by raising the bar.

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A short murder story
Date: Monday, 15th May 2017 @ 07:08:28 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: softerware
The midget lay stabbed on the carpet;
By the time our man Sheerluck came;
The locals were all taking bar bets;
That the dame known as Jane was to blame.

The cops hauled her down to the hoosegow;
The coroner hauled off the dead;
The press made poor Jane front page news now;
But Sheerluck stood fast and he said:

The victim was poisoned without fail;
Long before knifewounds were rendered;
By the only one posting poor Janes bail;
All eyes fell upon the bar tender!

Confessions came 3 hours later;
When the autopsy proved what was missed;
From the bartender’s wife, and the waiter;
Who suspected the bartenders trist;

I poisoned her beer the wife blubbered;
The waiter then planted the knife;
The poison and notes in the cupboard;
Revealed the affair with his wife!

Jane and the bartender married;
His wife and the waiter were jailed;
The fame of old Sheerluck was carried;
By newspapers telling the tale.

The moral quote Sheerluck is dryer;
Than any martini by far;
Where midgets will go, a murder so low;
Is prevented by raising the bar.



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