"Mr. Sherriff"

the sixth to be is not for me
	all the glitter shines you see

carpets full of long lost dust
	it's what you sexually vacuum with lust

blades of spinning your fan promotes
	sickness in the air with no antidotes

disease fills your body to the brim
	this hacking and coughing makes you grim

a postal service delivers your mail
	the county sherriff happily takes you to jail

politicians steal all your money
	the government is to theft as bees are to honey