Clue blew through the blue.
Knew who knew who knew.
Bean made a scene.
Leaned on the green.
Slipped past the sprout,
Tiptoed through, crept out.

Snail gave a stare.
Tracks led nowhere.
Truth lay between
the leaves of a bean.
Tripped on a trap.
Case closed. Quick nap.

• The Short Case Of The Runner Bean by Jay Rose Ana