Robert “Pops” Brown was a merry old soul
Though there are those who swore he was a real…
He had a good job with pay and bennies
Moving illegal arms and selling to our enemies
Then the feds found out and they shut him down
The smile he was wearing turned into a frown
He did a little time and returned the money
So they released him early, now that’s kinda funny
The money wasn’t stolen, but came from arms sales
So how could returning it win him a release from jail
His co-conspirators must not have been found
Because here they are in a circus running around
Where each one is a specific type of freak
Another plot point that makes this story weak
At this point in my narrative I would like to inject
A little thing that Locher seems to neglect
A smuggling operation under cover of the big tent
Makes more sense than where this story has went
If the circus had been used to cover the smuggling
Then our credulity would not have to be struggling
But on that one little point I fear I digress
And now over to Ringo and his roll in this mess
He was the rat that shut down the operation
So the FBI chose to give him a new situation
By starting a new life through witness protection
He would be safe and free from detection
Little did they know or even could foresee
That the one place they chose was with the enemy
Pops had sworn to revenge his incarceration
By touring with the circus across this nation
He would seek out that rotten no-goodnik
And give his butt a really good swift kick
With Ringo being delivered safely into their laps
All that remained for them was just to play taps
The one who would kill him was done in instead
By a jealous rival who shot her stone dead
The reason behind this to us was explained
The other one wanted to kill him, man that’s just lame
The murder was done for everyone to see
And sitting in the audience was Dick Tracy
From notes that threaten becoming notes of ransom
We are treated to a story filled with flotsam and jetsam
From ludicrous plot twists and tedious repetition
This story is a long way from its final fruition
Tracy was threatened and was able to escape
From a situation that near drove us ape
Saved by two freaks that won’t be a party to murder
But who have no qualms selling arms across the border
What will now transpire we do not know
But whatever it is the telling will be slow
Robert “Pops” Brown was a merry old soul Though there are those who swore he was a real… He had a good job with pay and bennies Moving illegal arms and selling to our enemies Then the feds found out and they shut him down The smile he was wearing turned into a frown He did a little time and returned the money So they released him early, now that’s kinda funny The money wasn’t stolen, but came from arms sales So how could returning it win him a release from jail His co-conspirators must not have been found Because here they are in a circus running around Where each one is a specific type of freak Another plot point that makes this story weak At this point in my narrative I would like to inject A little thing that Locher seems to neglect A smuggling operation under cover of the big tent Makes more sense than where this story has went If the circus had been used to cover the smuggling Then our credulity would not have to be struggling But on that one little point I fear I digress And now over to Ringo and his roll in this mess He was the rat that shut down the operation So the FBI chose to give him a new situation By starting a new life through witness protection He would be safe and free from detection Little did they know or even could foresee That the one place they chose was with the enemy Pops had sworn to revenge his incarceration By touring with the circus across this nation He would seek out that rotten no-goodnik And give his butt a really good swift kick With Ringo being delivered safely into their laps All that remained for them was just to play taps The one who would kill him was done in instead By a jealous rival who shot her stone dead The reason behind this to us was explained The other one wanted to kill him, man that’s just lame The murder was done for everyone to see And sitting in the audience was Dick Tracy From notes that threaten becoming notes of ransom We are treated to a story filled with flotsam and jetsam From ludicrous plot twists and tedious repetition This story is a long way from its final fruition Tracy was threatened and was able to escape From a situation that near drove us ape Saved by two freaks that won’t be a party to murder But who have no qualms selling arms across the border What will now transpire we do not know But whatever it is the telling will be slow