MEN IN BLACK

                               HELLO,Mr man in black,
                             The friend of the masses
                        That deprived them of their rights
                         The ever reasonable truthful liar
                          That tripped cake' and 'pie' for
                                       His integrity
                                Early in the morning
                       Your corrupt shoe deflower the land
                         Coupled with your ancient baton
                       Hanging under your stinking armpit
                                Like an helpless infant        
                        Waving your hand to and as usual
                       With the impression of apprehending
                                      'A Scape goat'
                              You gave a cursory gaze
                                 Like an hungry leopard
                            Ready to tear apart any prey
                                That come to your sight
                                   You wave down a car
                                  'HEY YOU, PARK THEIR;'
                       The startled victim obeyed reluctantly
                                  To your haggard order
                           'WHERE ARE YOUR PARTICULARS?'
                               As become your daily motto
                                Chewing it in your mouth
                            Like a soft candy seasoned with
                                 The culprit present his
                                      Legal documents
                                  But your wounded desire
                                     Won't let go off him
                           But will certainly breed a new topic
                          Your covetousness and incompetence
                                 Pushed you out of standard
                                  As you can't help but say
                         'OGA SETTLE US IF YOU AND WAN GO'
                                 The perplexed victim danced
                                       To the regular tune
                             And picked his way and skedaddle
                          Been satisfied with this atrocity.
                            You let out a scorn-y grimace
                              And gave a sigh of victory
                              Over your impudent prey

                             But why - - - - - - why I ask....?
                            Do you joy in in injustice....?
                      Why have you got the standard broken
                                    You left no hope
                       In  the dreg-gy souls of the citizens
                    How dare you - - - - -  How dare you...?
                      Abuse the critic standard of loyalty..?
                        Amend your ways, Mr man in black.
                        And let go off the ruthless Saying
                              'GIVE US OUR MONEY!'
©2017

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