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Wheels roll and canes click
Sussex village, cobbled brick
Holmes and I, hand in hand
See the flowers at the stand
Solve the cases down the road
Children, witches, missing toad
Village murders, intrigue abounds
For every case, a solution found
Rheumatism sits him on his wheels
A cane helps me when it all feels
Like a world of pain upon injuries
That would bring me to my knees
Retired are we, but are we ever
When cases come, Holmes never
Resists their call, curiosity strong
And I follow, my whole life long