A rose is still a rose
By any other name.
But if Rose gets mislabeled Samantha
The author is to blame
The Charlie I was so sure of
Informs me about mid way
That really deep down inside himself
He’s always been a Jay
Syd’s Bar and Grill on Finch Street
Never seemed quite right
The bar became Beau’s Bistro
And the happy hour brewski turned into a red wine flight.
I struggle with accurate naming
A good moniker means a lot
Since a character misidentified
Can really mess up a plot
Research: a nuisance, a challenge, a chore
The part of writing I find rather a bore
But this week I’ve been Googling, Googling galore
To learn about Hawaii and all of its lore
My WIP is set in that state
And what’s really great?
So is a movie
Starring George Clooney
My mystery should be funnier.
But trust me, the research will never be sunnier.
They tell me I should be bloggin’
To hit people over the noggin
About how clever and witty and funny I be
So that y’all can’t wait to see
My books!
A poet I am not
But on Sundays I’ll give it a shot
Filling cyber-space with this kind of rot
And then when you read my actual mystery plots
You won’t have no regrots