POETIC JUSTICE (Literally)


This is the opening line by the justice presiding over a court hearing. The defendant was accused of money laundering, fraud and murdering Mr. Snail:

The defendant shall now rise
And give reason for their lies

And to this end must tell the truth
As would be done in a confession booth

And now,
The court shall hear their point of view
Before hearing that of the other side too:

Defendant:
“I cannot say what I thought
On that night of dispair,
But for certain I did not intend
To get caught in the act, there.

Hidden are the words of description
For me to give an accurate depiction
Of the events that led to the deed
But ‘not guilty’ I do plead.”

Judge:
Now come in, ye ‘ccuser of the man,
For accuséd he be of a plan
Of cheating and murdering poor Snail.
If be so he shall go to jail.

Prosecutor:
Twas the seventeenth of May
I remember as though yesterday:
After bloody work he committed
To the church he admitted.

All I could hear was crying
Yet I know he was lying
He was not really sorry
Of murder and laund’ry.

Defendant:
Lies! All lies! I’m sorry I say,
If its money your after,
I can certainly pay

Or kittens – whatever your fancy
I know a supplier
But I implore you;
I AM NO LIAR!!

Judge:
Bribery as well,
My, my what a show
You’ve dealt to your case
A serious blow

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