.Flaunting his fleece dressed to kill slowly,
I guess you could call him a wolf in sheeps clothing.
Midnight searsucker suit under a sheepskin full moon on the shadow,
A face scarred by a certain sharp deal in that designer thrift shop number,
A senator a statesman or a shark & smilin.
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