Was there ever a grander rascal
Like the one who got away
Owing so much money
Not a penny would he pay
From his early days discovering
How the law was such an ass
He rode the legal process
Where writs and summonses amass
Much loved by all the losers
Who live their lives by getting by
A band of handout hangers-on
Who lacked the confidence to fly
What they failed to notice
In communications slickly spoke
There would be no laughing punchline
He was just a smutty joke
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