Oh do please come in,
It’s so kind of you to call.
You see I have this poem,
And I’m not sure what to write at all.
Can I offer you some tea?
Or tempt you with something sweet.
Oh forgive me gushing slightly,
But I’ve been a fan so long.
To have one’s idol come for tea,
Well it really is quite fun.
I’ve read of all your deeds and mysteries.
That nice Mrs. Christie wrote.
I’ve seen so many versions of you
On screens both small and large.
Joan Hickson will always be for me,
The one who got your character perfectly.
Now while you sip your tea.
Please tell me do,
Tales of murder and foul deeds
And how you solve all these.
With that gentle twinkle in your eye.
Yet your resolve of steel.
5th of April
You Might Not Know Me But.....
Address this poem to a fictional character or a historical figure.