Oh drat! Oh heck!
The paper just got wrapped
around my printers neck!
"I'm guilty M'lord."
I have to say.
For I kept it plugged in
when I boxed it away.
But counsel speaks!
There are, it seems,
rare mitigating circumstances!
I listen wrapt and all confused.
Not fancying my chances.
He proceeds to eulogise my life.
And makes such a meal of my piteous tale,
that I intevene and plead with the judge
to please stop the trial and throw me in jail!
Oct 2, 2010
Oct 2, 2010 at 12:31 PM UTC
Oh drat! Oh heck!
The paper just got wrapped
around my printers neck!
"I'm guilty M'lord."
I have to say.
For I kept it plugged in
when I boxed it away.
But counsel speaks!
There are, it seems,
rare mitigating circumstances!
I listen wrapt and all confused.
Not fancying my chances.
He proceeds to eulogise my life.
And makes such a meal of my piteous tale,
that I intevene and plead with the judge
to please stop the trial and throw me in jail!
(c) kath otoole Oct 2010.