Tracy, ever the vigilant one
Stands flat-footed beside the gun
Rather than reach out and just disarm her
Something to him that would never occur
He bleats and can only hopelessly natter
That it is “now a police matter”
But wasn’t that always the case
Tracy, your a pathetic waste of space
And what a waste are the feds
Standing there in their grubby threads
They flash their shields just for fun
When really they should be reaching for a gun
Amazing how people just appear and disappear
Don’t you find that is just a little bleeep
McDerrmott from bunko is no longer around
It’s as if he was swallowed by the ground
Amazing is it not, that no backup has shown
Just another omission to make us groan
Into the morass this story sinks ever so deep
It is more than enough to make one weep.
Tracy, ever the vigilant one Stands flat-footed beside the gun Rather than reach out and just disarm her Something to him that would never occur He bleats and can only hopelessly natter That it is “now a police matter” But wasn’t that always the case Tracy, your a pathetic waste of space And what a waste are the feds Standing there in their grubby threads They flash their shields just for fun When really they should be reaching for a gun Amazing how people just appear and disappear Don’t you find that is just a little bleeep McDerrmott from bunko is no longer around It’s as if he was swallowed by the ground Amazing is it not, that no backup has shown Just another omission to make us groan Into the morass this story sinks ever so deep It is more than enough to make one weep.
Your welcome Bill T. And thank you Panel-Panner.