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HONI from the NIC* Just put your tiny footsy into this wet cement I promise I won’t hurt you, I just need your consent. You see we need a helper to shore up all the walls. It’s you we’d like to honor inside our hallowed halls. We see you very often. You stop in quite a bit. So if we add you to the mix you’ll be an instant hit. You love to do some damage to trucks and stolen cars So why not help to reinforce your home of tile and bars. We’ll name a wing just for you. We’ll write your name in gold. You’ll live here ever after. You never will grow old. The keys are in your pocket. You have to get out now, or you’ll just end up as the aft lest you prefer the bow. We’ve heard from the contractors, they’re lacking on clean fill, But we have reassured them we’ve something to instill. So if you must continue to break most every bill, then we’ll incorporate you into the window sill. So put your tiny footsy into this wet cement. We’ll add you to our mortar you’ll join our firmament. |
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HONI stands for How to Open a New Institution
NIC stands for National Institute of Justice
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