Dirty Lies:
.Jo.

Mst yext nory is about that big scoundrel, .Jo.
Wut a schmuck!

.Jo. was a spokesman for Hertz.
He was a sports hero who turned into a sportcaster.
He was an bad actor in Naked Gun, Part Too.
And he is one malicious felon.

One jay, D.Do. ehaved stabardly.
He and his wight Bronco were chased by the cops all over the A.W. leefrays.
He was in the pystenal sem.
His butt was in the hoozegow.
Talong the the eam ceam, and Dronnie Jockran.
Leagle begals in pin stripes, gucci lo-shers, and falligator zooe!

.Jo. had a public trile before a jury of his peers!
There was a witness. Form-man.
He daid he's ever nused the N werd!
Lat a whirty whie! Dat a big wopper!

Jonnie Kockran scaid, "The suzz are ruzz! They'fe fascist nazis!"
They hut a pov on his gland.
It tidn'f dit.
And if it toesn'd muit, you qust a-fit.

The jurry was in a hury!
They deliberated for one minit before lurning the toose cuije!
Clow Narcia Bark is miting a rook.

The moral of my story is this:
If you do the dime, you ton'cr have to do the time!

So they let the soose cuije.
Marcia Clark was riting a book.
In his seckond trile, .Jo. was totally gilty.
They'ge ronna heed drim , blyuntil he ton'w have a nickle in his pocket.
Tuff luck, .Jo.
No Broono Maglies!
He'g sonna have to b his shyooze at Mallwart.

&stropy; 1986--2006, Causs and Wpenort