A year is simply twenty times too long,
E'er those cheekbones will dazzle me again.
Also the coat that fills my heart with song,
Thy tow'ring intellect, that sweet disdain.
It's hard not to invent bizarre dangers,
Or put myself in peril and defeat,
Just so that you and John my crusaders
Will come and rescue me wrapped in a sheet.
The quips, the jokes, the cunning take and give,
The eye candy at old 22B,
Dear Hudson finding horrors in the fridge,
Your puzzels are the little death of me.
Oh please return to me my love, Sherlock,
Don't leave me crying at the Reichenbach.
E'er those cheekbones will dazzle me again.
Also the coat that fills my heart with song,
Thy tow'ring intellect, that sweet disdain.
It's hard not to invent bizarre dangers,
Or put myself in peril and defeat,
Just so that you and John my crusaders
Will come and rescue me wrapped in a sheet.
The quips, the jokes, the cunning take and give,
The eye candy at old 22B,
Dear Hudson finding horrors in the fridge,
Your puzzels are the little death of me.
Oh please return to me my love, Sherlock,
Don't leave me crying at the Reichenbach.
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