yep yep! i have poems that i like and sense no one is talking i'm gonna put up one of them!! its Dr. Seuss and the poem is called The O.J Trail!
I did not kill my lovely wife.
I did not slash her with a knife.
I did not bonk her on the head.
I did not know that she was dead.
I stayed at home that fateful night.
I took a kmo(thats what it looks like, but i'm not sure), then I took a flight.
The bag i had was just for me.
My bag! My bag! Hey , let it be!
When I cam home, I had a gash
My hand was cut from broken glass.
I cut my hand on broken glass.
A broken glass did cause that gash.
My friend he took me for a ride
All through L.A., from side to side.
From north to south, we took a ride.
But from the cops we could not hide.
My trial lasted for a year.
A year! A year! just sitting here!
The DNA, the HEM, the HAW!
The circus-hype the viewers saw!
A year! A year! Just sitting here!
Did you do this awful crime?
Did you do this anytime?
I did not do this awful crime
I could not, would not, anytime.
Did you take this persons life?
Did you do it with a knife?
I did not do it with a knife.
I did not, could not, kill my wife.
I did not do this awful crime.
I could not, would not, anytime.
Did you hit her from above.
Did you drop this bloody glove?
I did not hit her from above.
I cannot even wear that glove.
I did not do it with a knife.
I did not, would not, kill my wife.
I did not do this awful crime.
I could not, would not, anytime.
The glove you see it does not fit.
The lawyer says you must acquit.
Acquit because the cops all lied.
Acquit, Acquit the lawyers cried.
And now I am free. I can return
To my house for which I yearn
and to my family whom I love.
Now would you please return my glove
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