I'm a Brown Collar Worker
No Coffee, No Workee!
A Dumb Chum of my Main Son, Hooked a Book from the Book Nook and was labeled a Crook.
He made a Jest Protest to the Law Claw that he Sorrowed that he Borrowed and Yearned to Return the Took Book.
The Hick Dick said, "No Way. You will have to Pay! You have a Vile File, and will have to go to the Case Place!", and Booked the Book Crook.
The Mean Teen got a Lip Gyp and Saw the Law.
The Tourist Jurist was a Grudge Judge who Hated State Skates, and would Yell "Cell Spell", over Civil Drivel.
The Lip Gyp was a Wry Guy who told the State Magistrate that the Crime was Sublime, no Damage to the Baggage. The Coy Boy was not a Bad Lad, but had no Clean Green and merely Yearned to Learn.
The Judge said that he Lived to Forgive, but would not Let the Sad Tad Forget. He gave him a Direction Correction of a Mere Year doing Boring Chores in the Book Nook to Turn his Yearn.
The Book Crook is now a Lip Gyp for a Multi-Nation Corporation in the Capital Capitol, and calls himself the Chief Thief.
My Sad Son said that he was full of Sorrow the he never Borrowed that Edition of Erudition.
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