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The Last Task of Hercule Poirot
(composed quite a few years ago and based on Agatha Christie's character, Hercule Poirot and his final case)
I realized it had been quite a long time
Since I wrote a composition or a rhyme
I was looking for a subject to compose again
Settling down on Hercule Poirot's last case: Curtain
I have always loved detective fiction and crime
And been Hercule Poirot's fan for a long time
The Belgian ace with “an egg shaped head”
Inspired among criminals, awe and dread
Possessed meticulous habits and discerning tastes
He had his mannerisms and peculiar traits
Like his pointed moustache and green shining eyes
Also his eavesdropping and innocuous lies
Advocate of "little grey cells" and a logical brain
Often he is insufferably boastful and quite vain
He's my only favourite detective by Agatha Christie
Miss Marple and the rest don't quite interest me
Poirot and Captain Hastings, the loyal sidekick
Make a good pair and they really click
I was quite hooked to Poirot when I was a teen
I had to read his every book I had seen
I cannot say I remember every one of them all
But I vaguely seem to remember the last curtain fall
Key characters were the Franklins, Luttrells and Norton
Some minor ones were Carrington, Judith and Allerton
Some had to play a rather pertinent role
Such as Curtiss the butler and Elizabeth Cole
Curtiss, since he was the dim and docile one
Elizabeth, as she had a rather innocent confession
She was the sister of convicted Margaret Litchfield
Whose fate Norton had indirectly sealed
It is expected eventually Hastings marries her
But that's a possibility arising quite later
Norton had a variety of sinister plans
With every success his craving would enhance
Truly he was getting to be a master
As he engineered disaster upon disaster
The Luttrells shared much too strong a bond
Of which Norton was secretively not too fond
With seemingly clumsy talk, he goaded the colonel
To finally take a deadly shot at Mrs. Luttrell
Thankfully the colonel didn't manage the feat
And Norton was deprived of his pound of meat
Next Norton turned to Doctor Franklin's wife
She tried to take her own husband's life
Unwittingly, Hastings “turned the table” on her
And she herself was the victim of the murder
Next targeted were Allerton & Hastings themselves
Fortunately, Norton was met with no success
Poirot could see how all this must soon end
There was nothing left in Norton to mend
He invited Norton for a one-on-one confrontation
He lay out the case and leveled his accusation
Norton calmly sat back, smiling and arrogant
Clearly he wouldn't give up his murderous intent
Poirot laced the chocolate with sleeping pill
And swiftly moved in for the final kill
He slipped into Norton's dressing gown
Thus proceeded the final showdown
He wheeled Norton to his room and into his bed
Then neatly shot him in the middle of his forehead
Poirot himself dies soon after writing his confession
Leaving Hastings a note, Othello & James Ferguson
Hastings tried to unravel the mystery but to no avail
He could make out neither head nor tail
After four months, the confession arrives in his hands
That's when the hapless Hastings understands
Hero of some 40 novels goes out in a dazzling finish
Till date the persona of Poirot seems not to diminish
~ O ~
I realized it had been quite a long time
Since I wrote a composition or a rhyme
I was looking for a subject to compose again
Settling down on Hercule Poirot's last case: Curtain
I have always loved detective fiction and crime
And been Hercule Poirot's fan for a long time
The Belgian ace with “an egg shaped head”
Inspired among criminals, awe and dread
Possessed meticulous habits and discerning tastes
He had his mannerisms and peculiar traits
Like his pointed moustache and green shining eyes
Also his eavesdropping and innocuous lies
Advocate of "little grey cells" and a logical brain
Often he is insufferably boastful and quite vain
He's my only favourite detective by Agatha Christie
Miss Marple and the rest don't quite interest me
Poirot and Captain Hastings, the loyal sidekick
Make a good pair and they really click
I was quite hooked to Poirot when I was a teen
I had to read his every book I had seen
I cannot say I remember every one of them all
But I vaguely seem to remember the last curtain fall
Key characters were the Franklins, Luttrells and Norton
Some minor ones were Carrington, Judith and Allerton
Some had to play a rather pertinent role
Such as Curtiss the butler and Elizabeth Cole
Curtiss, since he was the dim and docile one
Elizabeth, as she had a rather innocent confession
She was the sister of convicted Margaret Litchfield
Whose fate Norton had indirectly sealed
It is expected eventually Hastings marries her
But that's a possibility arising quite later
Norton had a variety of sinister plans
With every success his craving would enhance
Truly he was getting to be a master
As he engineered disaster upon disaster
The Luttrells shared much too strong a bond
Of which Norton was secretively not too fond
With seemingly clumsy talk, he goaded the colonel
To finally take a deadly shot at Mrs. Luttrell
Thankfully the colonel didn't manage the feat
And Norton was deprived of his pound of meat
Next Norton turned to Doctor Franklin's wife
She tried to take her own husband's life
Unwittingly, Hastings “turned the table” on her
And she herself was the victim of the murder
Next targeted were Allerton & Hastings themselves
Fortunately, Norton was met with no success
Poirot could see how all this must soon end
There was nothing left in Norton to mend
He invited Norton for a one-on-one confrontation
He lay out the case and leveled his accusation
Norton calmly sat back, smiling and arrogant
Clearly he wouldn't give up his murderous intent
Poirot laced the chocolate with sleeping pill
And swiftly moved in for the final kill
He slipped into Norton's dressing gown
Thus proceeded the final showdown
He wheeled Norton to his room and into his bed
Then neatly shot him in the middle of his forehead
Poirot himself dies soon after writing his confession
Leaving Hastings a note, Othello & James Ferguson
Hastings tried to unravel the mystery but to no avail
He could make out neither head nor tail
After four months, the confession arrives in his hands
That's when the hapless Hastings understands
Hero of some 40 novels goes out in a dazzling finish
Till date the persona of Poirot seems not to diminish
~ O ~
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The Last Task of Hercule Poirot
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