Monday, November 05, 2018

there is no escape route



The crooks are free
Post bail and stay away
They still can sing
They still can thumb noses

The rule of law
Let them stay away a while
The day will come
They will face the music

Let them feel the arrogance
With the stashed of monies
They can bank roll it
But for how long indeed?

They will face a long jail time
They can’t find an escape route
In Bamboo River they will stay
We will drink champagne to celebrate

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