Haven't a fucking Clue: case 3

Haven't a 'fucking' clue: case 3
'the case of the Strap-on"

The Parker Brothers Mansion stood on Maple drive
a little more lustered when Mr. Parker was alive.
The night of his demise, the guest's got a surprise
finding their gracious host, up and died.

Inspector Clit'o rounded the guests
extra long looks at the woman's breasts
all quite quiet huddled in the living room
hoping this would be over soon!

"Where were you at ten PM Mr. Green?"
Inspector Clit'o asked rather mean
"I was in the den...
...with Mrs. Peacock my new friend."

"Is this so?" asked Inspector Clit'o
to Mrs. Peacock's blushing glow.
"Oh quite right ...yes indeed,"
she gave Mr. Green's leg a squeeze.

"And where were you Miss. Scarlet?"
the Inspector gripped her ass and squeezed
Miss Scarlet was so pleased
"I was with the king of KFC...

...the Col." She whimpered
"We were in the garden...
...the cucumbers a ripe."
Miss Scarlet stood by the colonels side

Strutting eye to eye with the professor
Inspector Clit'o became more of an aggressor
"I suppose you were with Mrs. White?"
The Inspector smite

"No, I was in the bathroom...hummm...
relieving myself, yes that's it, relieving myself."
The Professor pleaded in a nervous way
Inspector Clit'o looked her way.

"And where were you Mrs. White at ten PM,"
"I was in the gym," Mrs. White said
Inspector Clit'o walked around the room
stop and scratched his head.

"I have crucial evidence in this case,"
Inspector Clit'o said as he paced
"I need you all to line up in a row,
I must see who this fits, then I'll know."

Inspector Clit'o held up a Strap-on
the snickers and chuckles came along
The guest lined up and the Inspector
inspected...

one by one...

sizing the Strap-on to each individual

long hanging pecker

as he buckled and unbuckled

kneeling at each

and strapping on a strap-on

"The shoe fits," the Inspector said
Professor Plum's face was red
"You Killed Mr. Parker...
...with a strap-on, dead."

"No you nit, I used a lead pipe, in the study,
while I was fucking him with the strap-on."
Confessed Professor Plum
still wearing the fitting strap-on

"I see," said Clit'o
"A lead pipe! Clever of you.
"Thanks for the confession...without it...
...I didn't have a 'fucking Clue."