Your honor, it is my expressed aim to prove to the court today
Why not to be swayed by what this plaintiff has to say
Every one of her accusations is overtly unfair
Since on that crime scene, my client Love, was never there
Your honor, this case is built on the premise, of mistaken identity
And the plaintiff was not raped by love, but lust, in the first degree
Love was busy that night of the incident,being humble and kind,
And this plaintiff, hmn, surely I think she has lost her mind
She recalls being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Now she commits three errors accusing the wrong subject of the crime
When she fell, in lust, she must have hit her head
How can we not discredit every thing she said?
The defendant Love is capable of only what is good and right
And not culpable of quick anger, jealousy nor sleight
All of this blatant character defamation,
Has placed upon my client a yoke of unjust condemnation
These indictments, since they were made in poor fate
Members of the jury, my client Love, we must exonerate
Copyright©2007 by Camille Caliscia Patrick
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