When being a millionare felt rich that was handsome
A million got you a mansion
Big enough for a Tony Danza
Moving on to the next stanza

Dr. Black/Mr Boddy
Millionares back then
Now
Forclosure
A tough market for bodies
Not a good time to invest in war
When a barrel of oil soars
crashing upwards
Next stanza
more words
Action
Camera

The diamond on Ms. Scarlet
Could have killed her husband
But she wouldn't pick up a candle
Sticking to her Lee press ons
and off they go
could be
would be murder!

Suspect.
Weapon.
Room.

Where's the evidence
Let me see that rope again
Too long to hang herself

Next suspect!


Colonel Mustard

You swear to tell the
proof the whole proof
and nothing but the
proof?

I do

You may kiss the bride

Next suspect!

Mrs White!
You did it
Your white
I know you did

Next suspect!

Colonel Mustard
Toss me that gat

You mean the revolver

No
We are not living back then
Hand me the gat

Ah ha!
The bullet
The hole
It all makes sense
This made that bullet hole
Weapon found!

Next theory!

Suspect!

Next!


Suspect.
Room.

Well this library
Where the body lies
This seems obvious
Lets say the Ball Room

A dance
A glass of wine
Poof
Body moved to library

Party foul eliminated

Besides
no one uses the library
to library
That would be like using the
study to study

Now for the suspect!
Ms. Scarlet!

Let me get a better look at
that diamond

[whispers in Ms Scarlets ear]

I want to relax
Mr Green a little more
Just to the point
Where he stops biting his nails

[leans back and winks]

Nice, Jason!