There are instructions,
A recipe for a trial,
Even a how to,
But this is advice,
And what I always say in situations like this,
This is a guide,
But a good one,
A short one,
A proven recipe.
Capisce?
The definition is of failure is sitting rigid in a plastic chair.
The jury will think you’re feeling guilty.
You may as put a plastic bag over your head now,
It’d save a lot of time and trouble.
Dear God,
You body is a container.
It contains you.
Do you want them to have an excuse to empty you out?
Then you’d have to write your last will in jail.
Do you want to be a history lesson/
A history?
History?
No?
Well your going the wrong way!
Change lanes now,
This is no way to head to the exit!
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