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A trial has concluded so campaigning may resume now - faulty legal stuff - a rhyming poem. |
| Wow, this trial, oh-so long - Nothing flailing can go wrong; Stacked against a knowing client, Lawyers argue, quite defiant. Absent surgeons cut him open; Facts are sticky - what they’re hopin’ - Knives cut deeply, locate parts - Then the fixing neatly starts. Adjudication - cause celeb - Ricky’s hoping she’s a Deb - Use a truthful score, reality… Advance some modern view, totality. Working smartly, make ends meet; Show trial doesn’t skip a beat. Once elected to the office; Now so crooked - frankly sees us. Antithetical to persuasion - Hispanic, Asian, Black, Caucasian; Overseas, invasion’s slate. News to comb, lows excavate. Store shelves filled with tasty items; Recreation, new addendums… Travel, leisure, hospitality - Afford the costs, consuming plausibly. Let the dice roll with this rage - Hunting game within a cage; Time has come for faulty sources To dine on all these vibes and forces. |