my Version of Events
I was frantically running suspended from my collar Hanging in mid air getting nowhere, seemed i was in a spot of bother I'd fucked about to find out, on seemingly the wrong side of cops and robbers I was playing the good guy robin hood so like fuck was i bothered I was later though when then had me in the cell and i was getting clobbered But i stayed polite and tipped my cap with a smile of delight and told them how this has been a pleasure and im honoured Then i went skipping out of the station with all there wallets sifting out the dollars stacking up the bills untill the tower teeter tottered But then i give it all away not to keep and save for a rainy day that would be a waste..... wouldn't you say so your honour
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