My first attempt at a sonfic. The song is blowin' in the wind by Bob Dylan (i think) and the quotes are taken from The final problem and the empty House. Enjoy and Review!
How many roads must a man walk down before you can call him a man?
I took to my heels and covered ten miles before dark
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail before she sleeps in the sand?
I have been using myself up rather too freely
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly before they're forever banned?
Between ourselves, the recent cases in which I have been of assistance to the royal family of Scandinavia, and to the French republic, have left me in such a position that I could continue to live in the quiet fashion which is most congenial to me
The answer, my friend,
Sherlock Holmes
is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind.
I had no serious difficulty in getting out of it, for the very simple reason that I never was in it."
How many years can a mountain exist before it's washed to the sea?
You must stand clear, Mr. Holmes, or be trodden under foot.''
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist before they're allowed to be free?
I should feel that my own career had reached its summit, and I should be prepared to turn to some more placid line in life.
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, pretending he just doesn't see?
"Have you seen the morning paper, Watson?" "No." "You haven't seen about Baker Street, then?" "Baker Street?" "They set fire to our rooms last night. No great harm was done." "Good heavens, Holmes! This is intolerable."
The answer, my friend,
Sherlock Holmes
is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind.
I had no serious difficulty in getting out of it, for the very simple reason that I never was in it."
How many times must a man look up before he can see the sky?
only wishing that I could have seen my old friend Watson in the other chair which he has so often adorned."
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have before he can hear people cry?
and it was in vain that I shouted. My only answer was my own voice reverberating in a rolling echo from the cliffs around me.
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows that too many people have died?
how heavily the hand of the dead man weighed upon them.
The answer, my friend
Sherlock Holmes
is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind.
You'll come with me to-night?"
"When you like and where you like."
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