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May 2018
(if Lin Manuel Miranda turned my Breakup into a Broadway Rap)

Ladies and gentlemen
Of the jury
I stand before you today
And surely
I hope that you understand
As I see
We have criminal amongst us
One who commited ****** in the first degree

A young man named Paul
Was slain in a Forrest
And as I recall
It was on the twenty-fourth of February
On a day when he was happy
And filled with merry

We have evidence to suggest he was not alone
You see
We found two cups in his car
One filled with coffee,
the other with tea

A few hours later two joggers went astray
Where they found the body all bled out
And about to decay
His heart ripped from his chest
Laying on the palm of his hand

(Defendant)
"Objection Your Honour"

(Lin)
I'll let the witness stand...

(Judge)
Does the defendant have any claims to what he states?

(Defendant)
Your honour, Mr. Paul and my client were in fact schoolmates.
Shared the same classes and friends,
there is no debate
But death was his very own ill-sighted fate.

For as I understand he knew this could happen
He knew it was a risk he'd have to take
Make no mistake
As far as I know he saw the hook
And still took the bait...

(Lin)
But your client forgot to mention
the promises that she made
She likes him
Trusts him
But, oops...she made a mistake

And in the middle of a gentle conversation sought,
Your client cuts open his chest
separating his heart
from his thought
And succeeded as it bleeded and all of his emotions retreated never to be repeated

(Serious*) Your honor SHE has murdered love!

(Judge)
How do you answer to these allegations?

(The accused)
"Guilty I am not"

(Lin)
But why are your hands still bloodstained from his heart?

Your honor we have spoken to a witness
And your Honor I Protest this,
I detest this
I will not let her play the victim
And have an innocent man to blame
For things she's done to have him framed
While his chest is wrapped with chains
Could we at least have her detainedΒ 

(Defendant)
Objection!

(Judge)
Sustained!

(Lin)
Could we at least have her for questioning?
Cause the only way we'll move on is if we know

(Judge)
I'm sorry Paul...
But you'll just have to let this one go
If Lin Manual Miranda could turn my break up into a Broadway rap...with me as him...
Paul-Dieter
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