You've betrayed me, again.
The unwritten rule! Oh when
Will you learn to read those things?
Every time, you protest that you
Weren't aware.
I have to acquit of the charge
I bring
On the grounds of all this
Invincible innocence of yours,
You produce in endless supply
At the drop of a charge, I reflect
The defence
Is a kind of insanity plea, the judge
Is completely nuts over you,
The devil's advocate might as well be
Disbarred, the expert witness tells
Bold-face lie - but we do what we can.
We try. Sometimes black, white and blind
Doesn't suit the case. Oh, what a neat
Little travesty it makes. Take a bow,
have some tea & cakes.
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