The Truth Shall Set You Free
The Truth Shall Set You Free
His wife took the stand
Defending her man
But oh how the truth had to hurt
His “thingy” she said
Even counting the head
Could best be described as a squirt
Her husband’d been named
By a woman who claimed
She saw it hang out of his pants
From about fifteen feet
On a dark lonely street
His wife said there wasn’t a chance
So the judge asked to see
A front picture of he
To settle the case then and there
The case was thrown out
For the judge said no doubt
The man never got his fair share
Another case from a legal record. I really can't make these things up - only rearrange the little facts I find into a poem.
Copyright © Mike Dailey | Year Posted 2014
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