Hercule Poirot and the Case of the Pesky Dust Bunny (standard:humor, 278 words)
Author: kathyg	Added: Jan 07 2009	Views/Reads: 3489/2	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Hercule Poirot is at it again...trying to solve the case of the pesky dust bunny!!

This dapper dandy has an appointment. 

All dressed up in black tuxedo and tails, shiny black shoes and
manicured fingernails, rushing past. 

In a hurry. 

“Another case, Monsieur Poirot?” 

“But, of course, with a brilliant mind like mine, one is needed to solve
the case! I have to find the key to the mystery amongst an ocean of red 
herrings!” 

"Are you French?" 

"Mais non! Je suis  Belge!" 

"I am Belgian, Mademoiselle, not French. It is my style, my 

grace, my superior mind that separates me, and of course, 

my accent, cute, eh?". winking and touching her cheek. 

"Oh, you're a real  charmer, Monsieur Poirot! If you need any 

help finding the dust bunnies, those men in the nice white coats over
there can help you out, okay?" 

"   I must solve this case alone. Do not worry, Mademoiselle, Hercule
Poirot will crack this case, tout de suite!" 

“I have the mind, like the steel trap. I must use my “little gray cells”
to find out who, who is putting those pesky little dust bunnies under 
my bed!” 

“It seems an impossible case, Monsieur Poirot” 

“Non, non. It is my finest hour, Mademoiselle. My finest mind will dig
through every piece of dust in this building to find the culprit!” 

“Any clues yes?” 

A pinch to the cheek. 

“It is top secret, Mademoiselle, very hush, hush.” 

“I must hurry to solve the case!” 

“I'm sure you will “sweep” up the evidence.” 

“I have not lost a case yet, Mademoiselle! I, Hercule Poirot, will
outfox the dust bunny!" 

Shaking her head, the nurse at the mental hospital watches as the man
strides back to his bed like a peacock. 


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