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Corruption

I like winter evenings in Portugal
lit wood fire 
my wife prepares the evening meal
On my way home one evening
 a police officer stopped me
something about my headlight
I thought of offering him a bribe
but had no idea how to go about it
Police officers are not well-paid
and Christmas was coming up
I'm not a regular Don Corleone 
The officer looked disappointed 
the traffic fine is sent by post 
I told my wife about this episode
the hairdresser in the village
had told her  the officer shaves
his pubic hairs fortnightly
I don't think this has got anything 
to do with the fine 


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