#jeeves
(Fortheringay is pronounced Fungy, don’t ask me why ask Wodehouse)
With hair like knobs of fresh-made butter
And a cheerful sort of smile
Cyril Fotheringay-Phipps his name
Barmy they would call him.
Nov 27, 2025
Nov 27, 2025 at 7:25 PM UTC
When complexities increase in number,
brashly jerking me from slumber,
When dilemma stares me in the face,
dragging me into the modern rat race,
I simply ask myself, what would Holmes do?
When there is a downpour of worries all at once,
forcing me to gaffe about and act like a dunce,
When diabolical questions pop up now and then,
making me ponder how and when,
I ask myself,what would Jeeves do?
If only Mr. Holmes were to be my guide,
and the inimitable Jeeves were by my side,
My remotest feelings to them I'd confide,
without having them rebuke or chide,
because Holmes and Jeeves would know what to do.
While Holmes would take the bull by its horns,
Jeeves would provide against obstacles and thorns,
Holmes would know what to say,
Jeeves would put in a tactful way,
because Holmes and Jeeves would know what to do.
So, when headaches and woes come in fleets,
I go in my mind to those London streets,
I consult them with a problem or two,
Because Holmes and Jeeves know exactly what to do.
Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 6:09 AM UTC