How Do I Love Thee, Sherlock, Let Me Count The Episodes
Oh, god, now John’s writing alleged poetry to his girlfriend. I really must put a stop to this.
Well, it could be worse, Sherlock. If this were shipper fiction, the love poem would be to you…and read like rap lyrics.
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