[BAZZARD]
Yes, it is I — I gladly reveal!
My joy in telling all I cannot conceal!
Author am I, at least of this page
Joyfully now, I take center stage!

My motive in taking this part
Was to hone even further my art
A theatrical bent
And a costume that's lent
Let me strive for what's dear to my heart:

A chance for some public acclaim
Just a shred of a second of fame!
As a playwright, a plot
To unravel should not
Pose a problem much harder to tame

This was my greatest audition—
Two decent roles at one time!
Finally, some recognition
Staging the scene of the crime
Going out on a limerick, out on a limerick
Out on a limerick air!

I found a theatrical kit
And as Datchery, I did my bit
So to clear Neville's name
(I confess, to my shame
Twas for vanity too, I admit)
I followed John Jasper high-low
Found the dens he descends to below
And when Puffer came here
Twas immediately clear
My suspicions were quite apropos!

So I crept in the lodgings of Jasper
Dressed in that wig, what a sight!
There I found Rosa Bud's clasp, her
Mother's she gave Drood that night!

Jasper took it from Ned
After hurling him dead
Toward the Weir riverbed, I suppose
Tell him that Datchery knows!

And the proof is quite clear
Let us bring Jasper here
To be tried and then tied up and strung!

And from this limerick, let him be hung!