Oct 25, 2008 23:49
To be the one that you call when you get home
I am a super sleuth for only that privilege
Feeling good about a phone call we had is the clue that led me back to the airport
Where you were soon landing
When you're a gumshoe like I am every clue knocks the wind from you
when you've got gum on your shoes like I do every step your stuck all over again
I believe in mystery
Oh you are the adventure of the copper beeches
My Irene Adler
My magnifying glass isn't just for burning ants anymore
Deductive reasoning, elementary, and still so much rests unexplored