Aug 22, 2012 19:24
I'll start studying for my exam in a minute... But it was a very, very slow day at work, and I was bored, and now there's a poem.
There once was a brilliant detective
with style but no manners at all
Fail to keep up, he called you an [invective]
He had a black coat, he was brooding and tall
A criminal lived in the same big city
Genius psycho, he was playful and flirty
but though murderous, with a heart without pity,
he didn't like to get his hands dirty.
"I'm so very bored," said the one to the other,
"all the people are dull and they don't read my blog."
- "I know, just staying alive is such terrible bother.
Let's spice it up; would you fancy a snog?"
So they kissed and they groped and they fucked on the floor
It was twisted and dark and really quite nice
Once they were done, they both wanted more
So they did again, both once, twice and thrice.
poem,
jim moriarty,
sherlock bbc,
sheriarty,
sherlock holmes