When
action is slow
The
bad elements will run
Quickly
back to the hole
To
plot for another day
Like
the rats
Running
out from the holes
When
the field is clear
Of
the lazy cats on the prowl
Once
the rats smell the cats
The
aroma of fear will ruin the plan
They
will save their lives
Forget
about the cheese
When
action is slow
The
crooks will run ahead
Leaving
their marks
The
bad elements of their stakes
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