About the farewell soldering iron

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On the road car               
 The traffic COP brakes.               
 And behind the wheel waddle               
 Bandit cool sitting.
 
 Cigar expensive
 It sticks out in his mouth.
 On neck chain twisted
 From gold hangs.
 
 In the traffic COP stared
 Eyes and asked.
 I didn't break the rules!
 What stopped it?
 
 But now I'll check!               
 The anger of the other man was jammed.               
 I don't believe it!               
 I stared at him.               
 
 Come breathe,               
 At least once or twice!               
 Document show               
 The registration certificate and the right!               
 
 But everything seems in order,               
 Both the rooms and the view.               
 Car is running,               
 It's not worth stealing.               
 
 What would you dig up?               
 And in the throat of anger com!               
 But nothing to complain about,               
 It's a bummer all around.               
 
 I'll get all the same bastard!               
 I'm not a moron!               
 Check out the better right!               
 He opened the door to the salon.               
 
 Sweating from the tension               
 Wow! Looks,               
 And next on the seat               
 Kalashnikov lies.               
 
 Where did this thing come from?               
 And the machine takes.               
 Say that. From a camel!               
 And the certificate submits.               
 
 All have the resolution!               
 Take it, Sergeant, read it!               
 I respect the law!               
 You should know that from now on!
 
 Open the trunk for me!
 I can, however, myself!
 On the sidelines you wait,
 I'll see what's in there.
 
 The trunk was ajar.
 Aha! There's a body lying here!
 You killed him, didn't you?"
 The bandit says.
 
 He died recently himself!
 Now I'm taking you to the morgue!
 You lie so funny!
 I'll show you the document!
 
 Death certificate,
 And the doctors ' signatures!
 He handed it to Tom in an envelope.
 Read it quickly!
 
 Really okay
 Paper and print!
 It turns out that bribes are smooth!
 We'll have to let go.
 
 Why the corpse,
 Looking closely, he says.
 Krupp soldering iron
 Sticking out of your ass?
 
 Said drove honestly.
 Well, you got me!
 Which is also interesting,
 How did he get there?
 
 This is the last will and Testament!
 I can read it to you!
 Soldering iron at parting
 Shove it up my ass!