I object to all the attorneys
All they do is fight
The judges are too crusty
Trials take too much time
Just plain crazy are the clients
The clerks too often mean
I’m so tired of going through pat-downs
And being screened by those **** machines
Me, I’m a juror, no one cares for me
I don’t want to be here
Justice ain’t easy
And the subject, human misery
That’s what I evaluate
Look at those with whom I must agree
As we deliberate
But after all, this is democracy
And the great leveler is the jury system
This is public service
The price of being free
So all in all, I can’t complain
It is an honor here to be

Sometimes I wonder what might’ve been
It hurts to remember what we had back then
I still think of you, I can’t help myself
We were one in a million
There is no one else
Who has touched me as you have
No, nobody else
We could’ve made it
I’m sure of that
Though we live apart, you live in my heart
Consoling in a way
Still, I will always miss you every day
So, I send my love to you
Though you’re so far away
We could have made it
Way back when
But this is now
And that was then

Love is real
Love is all
Effortless cool
She’s got it all
All for me
All for us
All in all

This is a house of love
I love so
First, because she is in it
Second, me too
It’s easy living
Sunshine coming through
Delicacies to savor
Who knew life could be so kind?
Two fireplaces
My, my, my
In her loving arms
No need to go anywhere
We’ve got it made
In this love we share

***** Nilly and his best friend, Nick Name headed towards Malibu where they were to meet Hope Chest for tea. Uh oh, Nan O’Second insisted on going and then spoiled their plans because she wanted to bring Jack Russell. They ended up having donuts where they ran into Deb Enture, who was cooking up some deal with Sue Ffle.
Gus To was in the parking lot where he backed away from Ty Rade, who was his usual self.  Dan Druff and Stanley Cup attempted to intercede but were thwarted by Mo Mentum who halted their efforts.
Then, lo and behold, Ruth Less accompanied by Miss Ann Thrope shouted invective at everyone. This upset bystander Heidi **, who turned and left with Grant Writer. Ed U. Cated just sat in his car and put moves on Claire Voyant.

It all turned out ok
Here we are
The plans we made
Have all come true
I owe it all
I know it all
Is due to you
Oh, Cindy
It’s been quite a time
Rolling down the road of life
With lovin’ on our minds
We just keep keeping on
Smiling all the while
Optimistic is our characteristic
Sometimes flying blind
Oh, Cindy, isn’t it great
It all turned out OK?

This is the scene, the place
Where my tears did fall
This is where she broke my heart
If I must recall
That dreary day so long ago
When she told me we were through
“I could not wait any longer,” she said
It was such bad news
I’d never cried before, not like that
She was someone I could marry
So I thought
Instead I went kerplat
Down and out
Into the land of funk
Somehow I made it out
Here I am back today
Ruminating, researching
What was that about?
It was a long time ago
But the wound still smarts
Life is not perfect
Ask those with broken hearts
Some never mend
They just go on
Take me for example
For I am one