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Roy Butler

 If the learned Supreme Court of Illinois
Got at the secret of every case
As well as it does a case of rape
It would be the greatest court in the world.
A jury, of neighbors mostly, with "Butch" Weldy As foreman, found me guilty in ten minutes And two ballots on a case like this: Richard Bandle and I had trouble over a fence, And my wife and Mrs.
Bandle quarreled As to whether Ipava was a finer town than Table Grove.
I awoke one morning with the love of God Brimming over my heart, so I went to see Richard To settle the fence in the spirit of Jesus Christ.
I knocked on the door, and his wife opened; She smiled and asked me in.
I entered -- She slammed the door and began to scream, "Take your hands off, you low down varlet!" Just then her husband entered.
I waved my hands, choked up with words.
He went for his gun, and I ran out.
But neither the Supreme Court nor my wife Believed a word she said.

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