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PAD #17, reveal
Whodunnit!
The blood on the rug
The broken mirror
The door left ajar
Evidence comes clearer
Gather the suspects
There’s a killer among us
What’s your alibi?
You sure look suspicious
Where were you last night
Between 2 and 4?
I know you weren’t sleeping
We didn’t hear your snore
You wanted him dead
Go ahead and confess
Mrs. White in the lounge
With the wrench is my guess
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8 comments:
LOL Love it! :)
For cool! Love it!
Fabulous. It's like your skin oozes poetry - you are so talented!
Wow... that is awesome! :) You are very good at poetry!
I used to love that game. =)
I love the Clue references. Nice!
I loved this poem, especially the last stanza!
This one is really fun.
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