The Mystery Of Clair's Son (Sherlock Holmes 2)

I was puffing my pipe with Holmes

When a woman entered our bounds

"Help me, help me" she cried

Her tears she could not abide

"You came from a yogurt shop with bike

But it is something you never like"

Mrs. Clair was surprised

"Do you know me, after all"

"The yogurt stains tell me

Your pant was raised up

If I did not find these before

I would be very dull indeed"

"I was working at the shop

When tring-tring, came the bellhop

He told someone gave this letter

And told if he didn't read, it was better

I opened the letter and it read"

Mrs. Clair started

"Would you mind giving me the letter"

Sherlock Holmes interrupted

I have your son with me

I will only let him if you give the fee

Place the clarinet under the Maginat Tree

I'll let your son go free

And as fast as a train

He went with his coat

To the place, where the bag was lain

He peeped on a boat

"Aha!" He exclaimed

I thought the thief was tamed 

But my thoughts were all lamed

When I saw, that robber was famed

Holmes knew that too

He swung to and fro

He knew that the criminal had security

But the clarinet was lost, and in came the pity

Holmes had an idea

He captured the thieves own son

He told him to leave all his diamond

Of else, his son will go to the sun

And all the money came

Yet no-one was able to stop it

Not even a tiny bit

Was the master plan of Holmes

He sent his trusted pigeon to Clave

Clave was told to put the diamonds in the bag

Clave wept on a grave

The pigeon went off to Holmes again

His son was sent to the police

Who told Clave's whereabouts

Clave was arrested and jailed

And no one else, by him was trailed

And this is how Holmes

Saved Clair's son and the clarinet

He did, free of Clave's son

So he would be cruel like his father