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What Do Detectives
Do for Dinner?
By
Reina Nirvana Arlain
Do
they spy on your spaghetti?
Do they fingerprint your fries?
Do detectives ever lose their cool when they touch your butter
knives?
Do they glance behind their shoulders when they sense the
maitre'd
Just slipped a note to the chef saying,
"Psst! Pig at table three!"
Do they interrogate the Japanese plate and photograph the
soup?
Do they have a lobster on the inside who's giving 'em the
scoop?
Do they ask you where you were for breakfast and already know
what you'll have for dessert?
Do detectives need special care when their little boo- boos
hurt?
Or are those big, strong, handsome detectives just macho,
macho men?
And do they ever miss a home - cooked meal now and then?
What do detectives do for dinner?
Would they like some company?
There's a pretty, young mystery for them to solve after they
finish their coffee.
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