Some malefactors divide the society,
Some cause illness to distinguish density.
This is not bad administration but an emblem of trust,
A logo of some importance, but not exactly catchiest.
The madding crowd is obliterated by the felons
Who stage unimportant work, the real abominations.
The moustache of a criminal will lift higher
When he lies and pants for forcing the life easier.
This generates long-drawn-out affairs
When a garment is broken, and only who cares
What garlands are mended on the arrival of felons
If felonies are broken by the police additions.
A gargantuan payment has been brought
By the mayor of the city of felony,
Any malefactors will perish from the garlands.
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