I Knew Him Well
Alas poor Sherlock I knew him well
The detective to my criminal
I sent him puzzles and watched him dance
Delighting in every subtle nuance
But alas with this foe there was just one thing wrong
He had picked up a heart, a doctor called John
He brought jumpers and jam to the flat they were sharing
And taught dear Sherlock a lesson about caring
At the pool things came to a head
But the call came I let them go instead
Through scandal and hound I watched them with care
On John's blog I left a note which they'd find there
Dear Sherlock fell in the Reichenbach fall
Now his skull adorns my mantlepiece wall
In the midst of my criminal operations
Silent witness to London's tribulations
So Seb congratulate yourself on a job well done
Now wasn't that the best kind of fun?