Methinks I've found my
soulmate . . .
He investigates murder;
I so enjoy murder mysteries.
He reads constantly; my fave
activity. He works crossword
puzzles; my hobby of choice.
Say nothing of his white hair,
chess playing and he drinks
cold lagers . . . man of my
dreams.
I could get along without the
womanizing, of course. Wonder
if his being English makes up
for it a bit?!
Alas, he died 20 years ago . . .
what's up with that?! Worse,
he died at sixty. Who the hell
dies at sixty. Go figure!
At least, when I'm missing him,
I get to view his shows every
once in a while. Inspector Morse
simply R O C K S . . . no other
way to describe him!
I'm having a current look-see;
I'll be sad when the series ends.
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