Yesterday the best of me and today, well we will wait and see the jury's still deliberating,no doubt the lot are out there celebrating
while I'm in here sitting, waiting.
The clock strikes one,the mouse, if there ever was a mouse has long since gone,another yesterday and another nursery rhyme don't pay.

I wrote a story once,some time ago about the,well you know,the way it could have been,
the way perhaps the jury thinks it should have been
it was not that way at all,
had it been, I would not be sat here waiting in this hall for the verdict or the edict of this, the final court.

In any case I've bought a day return,just in case they turn me loose again,and if they do which they well might,
I'll write another story.