"MoJ?" the ruffian said, "I scarce believe it's true!" "He'll have us all hung 'til we're dead, Our faces turning blue!" "De Custaad is a hardassed man" His friend replied, quite glum, "He'll shirk the work whene'er he can, Because that man is dumb!" "But then, it might have been G.G.!" He said and almost smiled, "The traitors then would _all_ be free, And women all beguiled!" "Or Senior Junior might have gone To take a junior post, And then us thugs would all have won Because he'd fail the most!" "Perhaps Success might get the job?" His friend asked with a frown, "No no! He's too much of a nob, He'd never live it down!" And so the two turned to their wine, The conversation ended, "The MoJ will be just fine, His uniform most splendid." *OOC author's note - 'nob' is an abbreviation for 'noble', nothing less complimentary*
