MIB
¶ 1
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They annoy us,
They frustrate us,
They can even make us scream;
And you’d think by some decisions
They’re paid by the other team.
¶ 2
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They’re blind at will
And deaf as well,
It seems they rarely get it right;
When a single poor misjudgement
Can send us to our plight.
¶ 3
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They’re whistle happy
And brandish cards
Like they’re going out of fashion;
They’ve surely never played the game
And have no idea of passion.
¶ 4
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But joking apart, it’s a serious affair,
They’re not really one of us;
Men In Black harbour aliens,
In humans they don’t care.
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