"The impossible cannot have happened, therefore the impossible must be possible in spite of appearances." - Hercule Poirot
----- Sam Scott poem: 17th March 2024 -----
The rain it pelts The lightning crashes A shadowy figure Through streetlight dashes The strangers meet The wine is poured To infiltrate The secrets stored The army man The cook, the nurse Field questions deep Without rehearse To crack the code. To solve the crime. Complete the task Pre coffee-time This desperate crew This shady bunch Explore, unblinking Every hunch Accusatory Fists they slam! "Rice pudding?" Please. "A blob of jam?" The time bomb ticks Suspicions linger The awful truth Of pointy finger A crime of lust? Inheritance gain? The washing-up Will still remain.. At last conclude. The mortal sin Has been revealed The verdict's in A lover's tiff. A desperate heart. But love enhanced As friends depart We all agree.. Despite the rain To murder is fun Let's do this again
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