hercule poirot taught me more than french
hercule poiroit taught mequietly, calmly, while
he would tell
his truest friend
what was in
each little gray cell
with a mustached smile
and a gentle 'mon ami'
child-like fools
cold, just like the day before, winter is this, nothing more a reason to stay always indoors until you asked me out to play now, like every other time that question makes me smile watch the dancing in your eyes as you lean to hear what I'll say
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