Analysis of John Malloy-Private Dick
Leonard Wilson 1948 (Washington state)
+*John Malloy-Private Dick*+
*My friends call me Ace*
(the Blackmailed Beauty)
*chapter 1*
I was minding my own business, kicking back in my squeaky chair. Had my size ten dogs, crosslegged on my desk, with a half-empty bottle of Johnny Walker staring back at me, when this fly started dive-bombing my unshaven pan, over and over again.
"It's too damned hot to be puttin'up with your buzz-bomb shenanigans, Mister Fly," I groused. I swatted for all I was worth until he got bored and flew off to gripe the cookies of some other starving gumshoe.
I picked up the full shot glass of amber forgetfulness and tossed it down my thirsty gullet. "That takes care of my morning project," I said to my empty office. "How do I fill the lonely hours until sundown?"
1947, so far, has seen the forming of something Truman calls the Department of Defence, whatever that means. The War Department fought the Nazis, with my help as an ace bomber pilot, I might add.
That was war! Do we just defend ourselves from now on? What happens if another war breaks out in Europe? We can't defend anything from here, it seems to this struggling private dick.
Then there that weird U. F. O. crash in Roswell, New Mexico. Was it little green men or a damned weather balloon? You can't get a straight answer from Uncle Sap on anything, these days! Those high-hat big-shots are keeping that mess under their bonnets, as best they can.
I reached over and snatched the morning rag off my cluttered desk and turned to the sports page.
"Well, looky here, ladies ,and germs," I whistled. "Jackie Robinson just joined the Brooklyn Dodgers! That'll curdle the milk for some good old southern boys!"
I heard a soft knock on the door.
"Advance and be recognized," said I, in my best captain's voice. "Dive on in! The whisky's fine!"
The door squeaked open, and this brunette lollapalooza of a hot, smoldering tomato waltzed in on a pair of dainty, red spiked heels. She got this killer diller smile on her beautiful, painted full lips and said, "Am I in the right office?"
I bolted to my pins and shuffled my wingtips around my table to stand close to the vision standing before me.
I took a long gander at the yummy dish in the skin-tight red dress, with matching small-brimmed fedora, standing achingly close to me. The felt hat was smartly cocked at a sexy forty-five.
"Anyone ever mention that you look a whole lot like Hedy Lamar?" I asked.
"Now that you mention it, quite often," she smiled, again. "You never answered me. There is no sign on the door. Am I in the right office for Detective Malloy?"
"Baby sister," I grinned, "you are so very, very much in the right office!"
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Metre | 101101 11111 0110 10 11101110101011011111111111011010110101011111110110101011001001 111111111110100101111101111101111011110101110101 1110111110101111101011111101011111010111101010011 1111010110101001010110110101010101111111010111 111111010011111101010111010110110111111100101 1111111101011011101110110011110110110111011111111101110111111 111001010111101011011 1111001110101001101010101011111101 11011101 01011011011101110011 0111001010010101100011010111011111110101101001011011100110 1101110101101110111101010011 11011010101001111110110101010011101111011010101 1010101110111100111 111101110110111010111111011100110101001 1010111111010100110 |
Characters | 2,703 |
Words | 514 |
Sentences | 41 |
Stanzas | 18 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 20 |
Letters per line (avg) | 102 |
Words per line (avg) | 24 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 114 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 27 |
About this poem
I call my style novella nior. I try to be as visual as I can.
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Written on March 12, 2023
Submitted by lenadrwilson on March 12, 2023
Modified on March 14, 2023
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