The biggest White Collar crime wave to ever hit Washington, DC, in American history is right in front of their bulging eyes, but all they see is Black.
Pirro, Nero & Zero,
The team to tackle crime.
All 3 prosecutors, all 3 slime.
Slither into DC, in the nick of time.
Felons everywhere they look,
Right before their eyes;
Extortion lurks in every nook,
Power built on lies.
Car-Jacking? Info-Hacking?
Big Balls needed for each job.
Bribery? Crypto Flacking?
What’s that Orange Blob?
“If it ain’t Black, don’t chase it,”
Blonde Zero says to Nero.
“Unless it’s Brown,” slurs Inspector Pirro,
Tipping a scotch glass toward her heroes.
Pirro, Nero & Zero
Eyes & tongues on fire;
So what if DC’s crime’s way low,
Leave THAT to SIR, the serial liar.
“The City’s Black, so we attack,
These streets look dark and mean;
Hit hard, lie fast, take no flack,
Don’t let them breathe “EPSTEIN.”
“Hange the Central Park 5,”
Felon #1 screams,
“All these Black boys look alike.”
No, says Nero, we do not,
Pointing to his pal, Tim Scott.
Felon #1 through 34,
Pushed his crime-team out the door.
“Clean the Streets, Guild the Suites,
TV wants more blood and gore!”
Pirro, Nero & the Blonde Zero
Running with the J-6 Gang;
Posing for selfies, pounding chests,
Pirro points at the Press: “Bang, Bang!”
“Crack Black skulls, bomb the Mex,
Anything to not say “CHILD SEX.”
“Epstein, Maxwell, who are they?
Pogrom 25 calls them gay…”
Pirro Nero & Zero,
Take to the streets and scatter;
When stopping, frisking & making arrests,
Only the Black & Brown ones matter!