Get a Clue

Over in the Garden, Karin gave us a GET LISTED challenge!  I do hope I don't offend anyone-it was not my intention.   I didn't rhyme, but I enjoyed writing in a different tone-way different! 

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Tang arrives from my typed font

 I taste the lingering inventory fashioned from her tongue

malingers raise the room's temperature

one's habit braises questions

of skill set and happenstance

Dappled drops of lime and torn leaves of mint

shredded on the Conservatory floor or is it Catnip?

as the spirits dance

platters of disappoint are being served in the Dining Room

down the Hall

a stew of opulent depression lingers

I wander into Ballroom (Gatsby would dearly frown...)

and see Mr. Green

He and Peacock have

proud pinched smiles

as Crass raises a glass

a toast: "to shucked dreams"

towards Kitchen door he raises his glass

Frankly Scarlett I do give a damn....

smirks my honey, Colonel Mustard

"Colonel Sanders would serve a more pleasurable meal

seasoned with sass!"  He yells

Pressure cooked in this simmering brine

I find my way onto the Veranda

and hear a blood curling scream

sounds feline

coming from the wine cellar 

Look there is an envelope

on the stairs photos tumbled downward

face side up

Parker Brothers says they will sue me

if I print this...

 saucy Mrs. White did it in the Study with ____________ and they used a rope

to be continued....

In the dark shadows Christian Grey keeps typing....

                                                                © Ellen Wilson