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The Thief's Offering

The police are everywhere And barracks are empty, I see military fatigue, locusts I see firearms that can make the devil blush I see the MK 18 mod 1 carbine whose libido is famed abroad I see the Glock 17 Semi-automatic Pistol which shoots from the hip before you blink I see the Mossberg 500 shot gun, if it kills you, you die Another M2 Browning .50 caliber heavy machine gun, held by the fed The AK 47, whose history is grave And many bloodstained weapons They have come to arrest the chicken thief He stole it, killed it, cooked it, exhibit! They will hand him over, in tatters The judge will be jailing The Warden will be waiting The radio will be reading The Minister means Security this time Tell me, I pray What will the thief offer the paid-up police, like the governors do? What will the thief offer the tired judge, to kill the grudge like the Directors do? What will the thief offer the curious editor, to kill the story like the Chiefs do? What will the thief offer the giant warden, to spare the rod like the Managers do? What will the thief offer the Minister, to look away like the Ministers do? The Police are everywhere The thief will offer The cooked Chicken To the Police today

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