The molester's thunder thighs

I flashed my Nehruvian smile, Rathore sighs,

And next when the police are nigh,

I'll scare them with my thunder thighs.

The molester cop smirks and grunts

I'll detonate a bomb in my y-fronts.

As the cops approach, I'll snort

Gaze at my boxer shorts

And scamp they will when I don my sullen wife's bikini

I'll prove to the world, I'm a uber Houdini.