Who Killed Mr Body

I strolled into the room, real casual you see I took a look around, one of them was guilty *Bang* an authoritative door slam sounds in my wake Dramatic sunglasses removal, in their boots, they will shake A murder committed, someone has to pay the price Time to get down to business, time to roll the dice At first I suspected Mr. Green with the dagger Suspicious in the lounge with a cool, cocky swagger No one could be trusted on this ill-fated night Least of all the deceptive charms of one, Mrs. White In the study I says, “PUT DOWN THAT WRENCH” Oh yes, she wreaked of a foul, guilty stench But we can’t forget Miss. Scarlet’s wicked wiles Think she’s got you fooled with sultry, saucy smiles Then I find Mr. Mustard with a knife in the kitchen I got a hunch see, this inkling’s got me itchin’ Is that Professor Plum hiding in the conservatory? He says the pipe’s for plumbing, Yeah. A real likely story I search the billiard room and the library What I find next is out of the ordinary A revolver in the books, I take it to the dining room Where sits Mrs. Peacock, shrouded in feather boa plume She sits by glowing flame, provided by a candlestick She licks her fingers coyly and snuffs out the wick The lights come on, she’s gone! I find her in the cellar Not to brag here, but my detective skills are stellar It’s there I lay out all the evidence to accuse If this was a game, I tell ya, it’s here you would lose If you want the identity of this crafty sleuth To really know who seeks the truth The one following each mysterious Clue Since it’s 1949 release, it’s every one of you July 21, 2022 Start Sleuthing Poetry contest Sponsored by: Natasha L Scragg Featured Famous Sleuth: Clue board game participants young and old :)