A Pocket Full of Rye

Sing a song of sixpence a pocket full of rye,

Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie,

When the pie was opened the birds began to sing,

Oh wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king?

Rex Fortesque was not so fortunate, he wasn't presented with a pie, he was murdered! The only clue is the rye found in his trousers pocket. When two more murders ensue only Jane Marple is able to see a pattern '“ a childhood rhyme with a link to the victims' past. Murder though, is anything but child's play.