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Colorblind Conviction

The guilt I wore upon my skin is why the coppers took me in and quickly did the jury pounce for my appearance did announce that I was criminal indeed and so they wouldn't let me plead though even if that worldly race had let me illustrate my case the words for them that I would rear would teeter in 'n out their ear it's true I did look good in stripes and thus behind confining pipes the jury thought I would look best (which justified my quick arrest) but luckily the judge did see my form lacked all humanity I was not capable of harm nor was there reason for alarm he rose and slammed his wooden hand: "Why is this zebra on my stand?"

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Date: 9/21/2009 6:22:00 PM
I really like this! Made me laugh at the end. Look forward to reading more.
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Book: Shattered Sighs