A Mystery In Rhyme (Part 1)

In a dark crummy office sat a silent detective
Without a case and without objective
His last case had failed to lead to conviction
and a letter on his desk read simply “EVICTION”.
He took a drag on his cigarette, leaned back in his chair
Nothing but silence and smoke filled the air.

With a knock on the door, the silence was cut.
He leaned his head back and mumbled “What?”
“Call on line one” said a feminine voice
And he picked up the phone as if he hadn’t a choice
It was a crying young woman, maybe even a girl
“There’s been a murder, are you Detective Squirrel?”


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