Sleuth Poems - Poems about Sleuth

A sleuth who thought truth too uncouth Invented a villain named ‘Ruth’. Her crimes, though quite quaint, Compelled him to faint, Reviving his nerves with vermouth. ...

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The lonely shadow aside from the worldly poles Wrenching like an unhidden find to hold And the horrible ink of dreadful poison swiftly mold Eyes were injurious red like a bleeding bed Thoughts of frightful threads wrap and rashly roll the clutching traps Shadow envelopes like a black door Tears were tip and tapped one after more Shadow of...

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In the land of glitz and glitter. Visionaires film moving pictures. Acting out their fantasies. Through love ,war, or tragedy. Who got hot between the sheets. To rhapsody's elusive beat. As a plot began to steam Audacity, almost Obscene. Humors truth, alloyed themes. Viewers rule, Android dreams. Rumor sleuths, Tabloid screams. Future jewels on a silver screen....

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Can't Complain, Oh what a Sleuth, Show some shame, Oh what a Sleuth, Lurk around, Oh what a Sleuth, Surrounding Sounds, Oh what a Sleuth, Left behind, Oh what a Sleuth, It will be mine, Some day, Sleuth....

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Old sleuth foot such a character an old veteran with one leg yet he still happy ~ Old Slew Foot with a gorilla chest he smelled of menthol from his breath Oh! slew foot was quite tall he can stand on his one leg problem but never fall ~ Old Slew Foot was a Corporal in...

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Her lie turned to lye for the lie that she told ... With the other guy she lay ~ strangled by his lei they both lie...

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Love said in truth It takes a slueth To know if it is true Or just meant to leave you blue Should I hide I can't decide What does it even mean After what I have seen Should I run What can be done Can I afford another fall Build around my heart a wall Is love real What's the deal. Should I stay alone You know what...

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With a fresh cup of coffee, I stepped outside to have a peek. It was another peaceful morning, in the valley around Soup Creek. I caught the glint of a Winchester, a model ninety-four. It was across the lap of Jenna, just outside the saloon door. From the corner of my eye, I saw Jan sneaking to the loo. I...

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The Crime of the Clock David J Walker Only now do I know The name of my youth Printed on tablets of stone A suspicious truth Laced in vermouth the creative slaves And the innocent naves Dine alone In the booth Of their own design Only now do I know The lateness of the hour And the power Of the clocks opine...

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Two sisters have enlisted me to solve for them a mystery. Sounds and music they can sometimes hear, and from their manor things then disappear. What’s happening? Is there a ghost? Who takes the things they value most? I stay with them and notice strange things too. Like one day when canaries flew right through! The eeriness and creaking in the night makes me...

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NEVER FAIL IN LOVING YOURSELF Fall, as many time as it takes But never trivialize your soul like flakes. You are no less than a fantasy; In sooth you're as esoteric as a sea. Keep it real for there's nothing aesthetic in being an elf. Never fail in loving yourself! You are not less, Neither a heap nor a mess. The universe took its...

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In my child’s mind a gumshoe sleuth detective that would be me. Nancy Drew or Ms. Marple, invented by Agatha Christie. Trixie Belden and Honey too, there were so many choices you see. I spent many an hour reading these books, training for the detective in me. How many job choices along the way could there possibly be? Lots of common...

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TV people take up oodles of my time. They turn me into a police officer, A detective, And a forensic genius. I solve murders, and mysteries And save gobs of people every night, Luckily I can do it from my recliner With my dog snoring away next to me...

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