My Fellow Homicide Detective And I At The Crime Scene Poem by Chuck Audette

My Fellow Homicide Detective And I At The Crime Scene



lying in the rain
we found a matted head
'who was it? '
I asked
'nobody'
he said

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
R H 25 May 2006

OK, had to read twice before the penny dropped! Love the dead pan reply! An entire scene in 17 words - brilliant! - one of your best. Justine.

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Esther Leclerc 25 May 2006

Heheheeee - reminds me of hilarious (usually) show called 'Sledge Hammer'. What else? Maybe the 'Naked Gun' movies. Okay, start a script ASAP, Master o' Mirth! ! ! Est :

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Barry Van Allen 24 April 2007

Chuck, Your last 3 have said to me, that you are still not taking your medicine! B.V.A.

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Ernestine Northover 06 June 2006

So somewhere there's a headless body charging around trying to find his/her head. A bit senseless really! Very funny write, loved the humour. Love Ernestine XXX

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Dee Daffodil 02 June 2006

Hey Chuck....I like this one...but then again....I would! ! ! ! Hahahahaha...love it! Dee

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Poetry Hound 31 May 2006

I don't know about this one, Chuck. Hark! I hear a rim shot.

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Lea Simpson 25 May 2006

And somewhere somebody tries to get ahead? Bad joke, yours is much better.

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Chuck Audette

Chuck Audette

Poetry Hell, Vermont
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