Miz Henley's Revenge

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Mrs Henley called the coppers

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There was no one home to stop her

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For her husband, sad to tell

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Coppers, nab him! Bust him! Jail him!
Mrs Henley started wailin'
He's down at that Sleepy Eight
With that floozy Sal McWaite!

Saw him riding on the trolley
With that most immoral dolly!
Lock him up, throw out the key!
He cannot do this to me!!

The deskman, kind Patrolman Beagle
Said, "But ma'a'm, it's not illegal
Though his morals seem a crime
It's not grounds for doing time!

Mrs Henley, near conniption,
Said "I'll fax you his description!"
He's the one, you'll quickly tell
Knocked off the local S and L"

Mister Henley, and his Sally
They were gettin' awfully pally
They began to palpitate
Down there at the Sleepy Eight

Suddenly their am'rous bumpin'
Was interrupted by a thumpin'
Beagle loudly hollered, "Stop!"
"And open up, there! It's the cops!"

John Henley leaped up in the buff!
Suddenly, was not so tough!
Out the window quickly flew,
To avoid the men in blue

On the drainpipe he was clinging
In the wind, his mascot swinging!
Seeing coppers on the ground
Quickly turned his damper down!

Henley swinging in the night
Was a most amazing sight!
Sergeant Brady snickered, braying
"Hey you! Nude guy on the drain!"

John thought he could still stay free
Answered nicely, "Who, Sir? Me?"
Brady yelled "Get on the ground!"
"You're the only nude around!"

Now instead of fornication
Chains are Henley's destination
Naked, cold and in the cuffs
John declares he's had enough!!

Meanwhile, Mrs Henley waited
With her thirst for vengeance sated
Made another little call,
To her near-by boyfriend Paul!