The Trial of a Lord Part 1

Allow me explain Brethren gathered here for Custom dictates Due process prevail Exaggerated much Flaws mine-as may seem Granted the providence of evidence you see Highly placed the source-allegedly Inconceivable the idea that falsehoods they be Jury decide-be it she or be it me Kissing and telling discretely-of course Listlessly I will you tell this tale, you see My wife's mother's brother's valet-who doubles as mine Noticed a queerness about this chambermaid fine Opulent her head with silky tresses Perfect her skin as nothing else is Quenching a thirst as non I ever knew Repugnant as I found the idea,true Sacrifices always must be made for The greater good of humankind sake Ungodly as you all will agree this meeting between her and me Vestments would not keep me away Witchcraft! That's what we suspected for how else could I a Lord be so blinded Xylophone music was all that I heard while headily begging for her hasty embrace Yet how was this Lord ever to know that Zealotry was for chambermaid's too?