Grabbed a thesaurus, from my favorite shop
Running down the street, wasn't going to stop
Shop owner rang the police asked for local cop
Heard him run down street with a clip and clop
He then apprehended me, putting on handcuffs
I looked up towards the sky, saw clouds like puffs
He looked mean angry and became very rough
Shouting out copper look, this was indeed a bluff
Told me i was arrested, if i'd anything to say
pointing to the sign, read theres no need to pay
That copper he let me go, then I ran away
What fun in Newport that i had today
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