Kingpin Vince's Lass

Kingpin Vince's lass looked out upon the Feast of Steven, While his grunts lay round about, thoughts of getting even. Brightly shone police search lights, looking for a crime, But Vince had taken the week off, for it was Christmas time. "Hey you guys," said toward the cops, "why'd you come unto my dwelling?" The officers looked and shrugged their arms, "we can't say, not telling!" Vince stood for a moment, then he asked if they were hungry, the Popo nodded, "Yes Don Vince" and bowed their heads quite humbly. The wife then called to take them in, gave food, sat by the fire. The policemen then agreed of Vince, he's someone they admire. Mobsters and Popo, got along, they ate and drank together, Vince's mansion warm and cozy, safe from the bitter weather. Then the Bobby chief arrived, and walked into the scene, "I'm not sure what to make of this, it doesn't look routine!" "Come now captain," the kingpin said, and smiled at him boldly, The copper then relaxed a bit, and looked back to him less coldly. "In Italy" said Vince, "Natale is all month long." "Is it true, for some Americans, Christmas is one day long?" Spoke then the captain, "Some give all year, it keeps the missus guessing!" "Congrats to he or she doing that, it must really be a blessing!"