He crept up behind us
Clutching a file in his armpit
It was a file, a blue file
Then when he heard the door open
He missed his step and fell on the stairs
The contents of the file got scattered
Bank notes slipped put of some of them
In fact, there were bank notes all over the place.
He managed to get up, looking very guilty
Some of the envelops bore names of top officials in the
Ministry
When asked where he was going
He said he was carrying the minister`s breakfast to him.
But then, how can a file be a tray of breakfast?
And in any case, who was he
To carry the minister`s breakfast?
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