From Mrspencil: Holmes goes Christmas shopping.
Holmes begins his journey
Of buying presents for his friends
By leaving home, 221B,
To see the brightness Christmas lends.
Christmastime in London Town,
Has always been quite grand.
Streets that other days are brown,
In this time are far from bland.
Holmes searches windows, shops and stores,
Looking for the perfect gifts.
He finds the first one, then two, three, four,
But with the last, is left adrift.
His Watson now has a young wife,
Who would need a gift of her own.
Though Holmes has solved plenty of strife,
At this, his prowess is unknown.
He thinks, considers, ponders,
This is quite a challenging case!
At last, now worn out, he wanders
Back home, at a wearied pace.
Finally, something catches his sight,
And he enters the store's welcome heat.
To have found the right present brings such delight
For what gift can be better than sweets?