Play Detective

I like to

Play detective,

On the ones I see pass by.

Puffing pipe,

A glass to focus

So that none escape my eye.

Grins and smiles,


Hidden doors that move and slide.

But see I

Find all the puzzles,

Of these tricks contained inside.


I like to

Play detective.

On all others, all

But me.

For I am

A great detective,

But my puzzle broke.


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