Falling and Rising

Sitting on a chair facing a barred door, Awaiting trial, although a minor charge. His life was ruined, what had he in store? Was sure the judge would his sentence enlarge. Pleaded guilty but not for the car theft. He fancied a joy ride on the highways Allowed his common sense just go bereft. Cold judge decreed a fine or thirty days. An angelic lass was in love with him. She gladly paid the fine to escape jail. The judge agreed knowing 'twas but a whim Found a job and see that he do not fail. He succeeded and soon his lesson learned And in quick time her heart he quickly earned.