Inspector Clouseau's deduction.

Inspector Clouseau's deduction.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

T'was not the nail
in the coffin
that sealed
her FATE.
It was the HAM-MMMMMER!
The anonymous murderer
left his forwarding address:
2 Biblical drive
High Gates
Down-under No posts.

© 2020 andrew mitchell


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Added on March 16, 2020
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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