Cluedo

It's a game of whodunnit,
And a very vivid scene,
Was a murder in the kitchen,
And she didn't even scream,
Was it candlestick or poison,
Was it dagger or a gun,
And we can not help but wonder,
Was it White or Mr Plum?
All the mansion doors are sealed,
And the road is cordoned off,
As an officer approaches me,
A man begins to cough,
And he coughs and chokes quite violently,
A bottle on the floor,
And the label's reading water,
But we know it's much, much more,
Then, a shot rings out, the lights go dim,
A thud sounds from the hall,
And the arm of Mr Mustard shows,
The poor man's met his fall,
Then another and another,
In the kitchen and the spa,
Then the doors fly wide, the cat runs out,
Escaping in the car.