Like a picture not quit in focus,
I squint my eye's in disbelieve.
Is that you coming over the horizon?
Or is that the Indians and their chief?
Somehow I wish it was you,
cause looks like I am going in the stew.
I think, I need not worry though,
my true love will come to the rescue.
To my astonishment that was not true ,
I see her handing out knives and forks.
I just don't believe my love, what do you do?
Crazy now she has Champaign, and a corkscrew.
Well it looks cut and dry,
I think I am going to cry.
I suppose that will not do,
there would be to much salt in the stew.
Deputy Dave Jenkins sets out to find the murderer of the local high school principal, aided by a voice from the grave that is sometimes helpful and sometimes misleading.
"Murder isn't usually this funny."
Amazon reviewer
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