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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required On a clear crisp morning All was quiet and still Suddenly without warning A scream that will make you ill The house lit up like Blackpool And all around was concerned People running like crazy fools To where screams were heard It was the master of the house As dead as a winters leaf Everyone started to crowd All was in disbelief A knife pushed into his back But who wanted him deceased? What was the motive of the attack? With whom did he disagree? Was it his unfaithful wife? Or the butler that she loved? The maid had access to knives And his son was wearing gloves A very stern person was he Constantly ranting and growl Could have been anybody Who knows that angry frown One window was broke inside So someone without a key The gardner was out of sight So could it be he? "Call the police" was a cry aloud "Let them work it out instead" Who is it? they have to be found Before we find another dead A hollow bang echoed aloud The grim looking butler answered "The police are here" was the shout "Hello hello hello what have I heard?" "He's dead" the wife cried Taking out his magnifying glass He drew his chalk line Reassuring them we'll solve this fast He examined all occupants While scratching his head The wife and main servant Were together in bed The gardener was on holiday Traveling over the moor The maid was getting changed With the son peeping through the door Taking a closer look he realised It was his own hunting knife His boots weren't properly tied He fell and took his own life A case of accidental suicide What about the broken window? I hear you simply ask It happened during the fall His hand was full of glass With that he packed his tools "My job here is complete" Mistaking them all as fools Because it's hard to believe As ths police arrived very quick Also He was alone His methods were too slick Covering tracks of his own I'll let you decide if you think he's the guilty one in the home
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