A Collection of Poems

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Poems written as if in the point of view of Sherlock characters. Requests open

1. Oh what am I to do?

Wandering through an empty field,

I stop and think of those who won't yield,

Sherlock and John,

Their Landlady too,

Oh what am I to do?

I pause in thought and suddenly realize,

Thinking to idealize,

What am I doing,

Wandering through an empty field?

-Written in the view of James Moriarty.