The Wiley Sidney has fixed us up with an attorney that is not to be found.
Alas Alphonse Whitt where the hell are you.
You promised to expunge our indiscretion.
You promised it would all be fine.
All promises if you got the money.
Well, we did the time even if we didn't do the crime.
The pissy cop get his revenge.
You got your bucks.
We got the border turn back.
But we will find you, and I assure you that "Time wounds all Heals"
You'll get yours sooner or later.
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