Wangle Dangle

I wangled my way out 
When I dangled my fey snout
And saw the solution to my woe,
The way to dissolution of my foe:

For my olfactory can tell me
How to make things well, be
It a solution most instant
Or after a long waiting stint.

This time I time travelled,
And thus their plan unravelled-
Before it had even begun, 
I had them there on the run.

Yes, when I wangle dangle my nose,
It becomes the best choice I chose:
For it never leads me astray,
And it never lets crime pay.