Oh, God forbid, you're e'er a Michael Flynn
Falsely accused by our own F.B.I.,
After interrogation, intimidation,
Having to admit to telling them a lie.
When, now, we learn from facts coming to light
He was smartly set up so many months before,
Leaving us all to reflect and ask ourselves,
Can we ever trust the F.B.I., D.O.J anymore?
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Never! James Comes has put J. Edgar Hoover to shame, and he seems proud of it!