Knock, knock!
Who’s there?
FBI!
FBI who?
The FBI woot, woot!
What do you want?
The passive clump;
Missing massive dump.
Oh, the Kim Jong-un missives!
Who’s doc is it?
Oh, never mind; it’s mine, it’s mine.
Which ones?
The ones with my signature on.
No, no, you don’t own any!
Unlawfully, you took and kept many.
I plead the fifth
To cover my filth.
It is the pelf around my girth.
My pith comes from birth.
Search me and we'd scotch earth.
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