Birds of a Feather

Do all birds of a feather sing sweetly together, Or do they like a pig take a plea deal, then squeal! Praise God! Mercy's a choice that will not end their voice! Oh! Is 'stacking the deck' not real sin? What the heck!? There's no deadly intent to defraud, or conceal? Lord! The sins of guilty just stink in all weather! Fools abusing those under them pee on the free! Think that bundles of cash will float barge (when in charge), Do your criminal friends give a hoot how s**t ends? "Glad it's his butt, not mine! Jail's a drab Valentine!" But if you kiss then tell, concrete boots can get large, Your next trip out to sea, keeping fish company! There's no love between thieves; most have knives up their sleeves! If you choose to embrace spoils of crime, it's your dime! But it's Russian roulette, to chose judge on a bet He will save your a** later, a known violator, Well-known facts are you follow Fred's crime paradigm. Only one who's insane's sure of what he believes! Brian Johnston 4th of October 2018