Who Am I
I have become an old woman,
Who is plump and grey
Like us all, as we get old
I have much that I could say
I like adventure
I have had an exciting life
I do have to leave my desk
To remove a dagger or a knife
From an Innocent Victim
Who has come to harm
Bells start to ring inside my head
Causing me alarm.
Is this another murder?
One I have to solve
Where do I start?
And how can I resolve
This crime,
I don't have a clue.
Don't be ridiculous,
You have solved many murders before,
You found the latest one
Laying on the floor
If I stop talking to myself,
I might get some ideas
From the books on my shelf
Books that I have written
And enjoyed doing so very much,
I feel entirely smitten,
To write crime novels and such.
A woman born before the time
Sometimes, my words were risqué
Have you guessed who I am?
I am the famous Agatha Christie.
Copyright © Shirley Hawkins | Year Posted 2023
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