Guess or not who I may be. It doesn't matter much to me. To sort it out, here's a clue— if that's what you want to do. Mystery was in my blood. Dracula was not a dud. You'll find a graveyard at my house, and plenty cats to chase a mouse. When Balanchine's dancers leapt, New York City's where I slept. In Cape Cod, at an old Captain's pad, there's more suspense to be had.
Who am I? Stop by Wednesday for the answer.
I gave you three clues!
