No Peeking

 

Sturdy lock

Ticky tock

Stuck under a pretty rock

 

I don’t know it

I don’t see it

I don’t care much to believe it

 

Without question

Without thought

Not a notion to be bought

 

Top-hat creepers

Bottom feeders

Welcome little govern peepers

 

Close your eyes

Close your ears

Listen closely to your fears

 

You can see them

You can feel them

You can hardly double deal them

 

Doesn’t matter

Pitter patter

Don’t you dare walk under ladder

 

They don’t own you

Just your venue

Paint you over as a loose screw

 

Fall in line

Double time

Pay your taxes, drink your wine

 

Sheepy sheepy

Getting sleepy?

Don’t you go and get all weepy

 

Mental thaw

It’s the law

Courts in session, blah blah blah