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WHO DONE IT?

Contributed by softerware on Tuesday, 8th August 2017 @ 07:13:27 PM in AEST
Topic: happypoetry



Said readers throughout history; Who-Done-Its entertain!
Who doesnt love a mystery that no one can explain?

A novel, play or movie; with hidden doors and nooks.
A murder foul; a hound that howls; a secret coded book!!

A mansions winding staircase; the lights go out for sure!
Scared stiff tonight by candlelight; a body on the floor!

A basement and a fusebox; the poison in the drink;
A missing wife, the bloody knife; some disappearing ink!

One inept inspector; an uncle, cook, and maid;
A gumshoe and a damsel; a priceless vase of jade.

The butler and the gardener; a bankrupt billionaire;
His drunken gambling son-in-law, soon to be his heir!

The footprints at the window; the garden grave they dug
The storm at night; the lightening strike; the bloodstained bedroom rug.

A stately clock; a vault of stocks; a barrister retained;
He brings the will, of someone killed; the relatives distained.

The seance in the parlor; the gunshot that we dread;
The quick retrace of every face; before the will is read.


Come share with me a mystery; lets fill our heads with clues!
And well be found, with nose to ground; insatiably amused!




Copyright © softerware ... [ 2017-08-08 19:13:27]
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Re: WHO DONE IT? (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Thursday, 10th August 2017 @ 02:24:00 PM AEST
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This takes me back to the days. Mystery abound.
The kind of words that kept kids up at night.

And definitely early Hollywood.... 20/'/s to the 50/'/s
What an enchanting write!


Re: WHO DONE IT? (User Rating: 1 )
by ingeniusidiot on Friday, 11th August 2017 @ 01:46:18 PM AEST
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again reminds a bit like Clue as well as Hound of the Baskervilles. Great piece yet again. :)

Rich


Re: WHO DONE IT? (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 13th August 2017 @ 04:02:20 AM AEST
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I think the maid did it
the dead body when it was
alive had promised her
a good life
He was a swine, it was an accident
she pushed him away and he fell
down the stairs, breaking his neck
She then ran to the fuse box
which is where she met Pierre the inspector
and the two immediately fell in love
but baby he said,
we better nail that butler
So let me call Perry Mason
No, oh no, she shouted
not Perry Mason!





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