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Murder Mystery
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
Copyright ©
Sam Scott
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