Courtroom Again
Courtroom…Again
Back into the courtroom I go
All the personnel I seem to know
I’m really sick of playing this game
Coming here over and over gets really lame
One of these times I’m going to land in jail
Communication with family only by mail
The DA and lawyers making a deal
A guy getting locked up for a car he didn’t steal
The judge seems to be a descent guy
But not the kind of man to forgive a lie
This time I walked away with no penalty
But next time they’ll probably get me
I cannot wait to put all this in the past
Being good is something that must last
I don’t want to get in trouble anymore
To have a good life, with happiness galore!
Copyright © Nick Faber | Year Posted 2011
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