Once he was so high
He could bark orders
Nobody dare to challenge him
Every one would keep quiet
He had his fingers in the till
He could take it as he like
Nobody dare to challenge him
Even Macc stayed away
He could distribute cash
Buying support in his day
He was riding high indeed!
Until a foreigner disclosed his deeds
Then on he fought hard
Putting those in fear of prison
He would swear on it
He would sue
It came to nothing
He was expose in the open
He couldn't find his way out
His test run came to an end
Now facing prison
A holiday will be good to him
He can hold court in his cell
Let the walls listen to his tales
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