In the Land of Wind and Shade there was
An Authority Regulator.
His shell was black and with vigilant eyes
He was looking for law violators.
'tween rocks of blue and seas of oil
He discovered the wreck of a car.
'Illegal parking!' he thought to himself,
'This is going too far!'
He quickly applied a parking citation,
But when he peeked through the glass.
He saw a green box and an envelope there,
And confiscated them fast.
Not far away a Parcel Mistress
Was on her daily route.
In pastel dyed clothes with shining white carapace,
She was deliv'ring her goods.
Through cover she spied the enemy agent,
And the parcels that he had claimed.
She noticed that they were hers to deliver
To a certain young man.
She gathered her courage and walked up to him
And requested politely a cession.
He said "No can do, these unauthorized parcels
Have been made Dersite possession.
If you insist you must seek my superiors.
The contraband they may release."
The Mistress now showed him her authorization
And claimed the first piece with ease.
The box though the Dersite refused to concede
"For this one your licence's not good."
He spoke, doffed his hat and absconded with haste.
The mailwoman watched him distraught.