I DON'T HAVE A "CLUE"

It was Carla in the Parlor with a bust of Mahler.That's the only CLUE that I can do that'll rhyme that well and that I can spell.She put that porcelain right upside his head, and in the blink of an eye...Colonel Mustard was dead.She escaped out the back in her slinky black dress.Leaving Harold and Ollie to clean up the mess.