Sherlock's Symphony

No one would think
That I look good in pink.
Or send me symbols in code.
But sometimes it feels
frightfully real that
My measurements are exposed.
Now an Arab spy, could he be a nice guy? 
A regular Bond in disguise? 
But back to real life!
With vague distrust and mortal disgust,
The armory captures the line. 
Angelic ringin', victims a' screamin',
Bicyclin' straight to the pool.  
Could I stay? 
with that vest yanked away? 
Do the dots mean a special has come? 

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