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Fifth To Cover Filth

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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