Disinfectant and the Great Detective (With a nod to Donald Trump). A poem by Andrea Jordan

If ever there was someone with a good nose for bullshit
You would think it would be Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

“Supposing we hit the body with a tremendous –
Whether it’s ultraviolet or just a very powerful light.”

Sherlock Holmes, his great detective, sees all that is relevant,
Discards the extraneous.
He follows the facts wherever they lead
Using the tools of cold logic.

“Supposing you brought the light inside the body
Which you can either through the skin or in some other way.”

Even the sane, the rational, among us may be beguiled
Into believing the unbelievable.

“Then I see the disinfectant, that knocks it out in a minute, one minute.
Is there a way we can do something like that,
By injection inside or almost a cleaning?
Because you see it gets in the lungs,
It does a tremendous number on the lungs.”

Neither intelligence nor education can provide a defence.

“I’m not a doctor.
But I’m a person that has a good you-know-what.”

You can’t just shrug and say
No one’s going to believe THAT! No way!
Not when the great Sir Arthur Conan Doyle,
Creator of the incomparable Sherlock Holmes,
Himself believed in fairies.

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