Title: The O.J. Trials (as reported by Dr Seuss)
 Subject: The O.J. Trials (as reported by Dr Seuss)
 
 I did not kill my lovely wife.
 I did not slash her with a knife.
 I did not bonk her on the head.
 I did not know that she was dead.
 
 I stayed at home that fateful night.
 I took a cab, then took a flight.
 The bag I had was just for me.
 My bag! My bag! Hey, leave it be!
 
 When I came home, I had a gash.
 My hand was cut from broken glass.
 I cut my hand on broken glass.
 A broken glass did cause that gash.
 
 My friend, he took me for a ride.
 All through L.A., from side to side.
 From north to south, we took a ride.
 From north
 But from the cops we could not hide.
 
 My trial lasted for a year.
 A year! A year! Just sitting here!
 And lawyers charge by the hour, I fear!
 
 The DNA, the HEM, the HAW!
 The circus-hype the viewers saw!
 A year! A year! Just sitting here!
 
 Did you do this awful crime?
 Did you do this anytime?
 I did not do this awful crime.
 I could not, would not, anytime.
 Did you take this person's life?
 Did you do it with a knife?
 
 I did not do it with a knife.
 I did not, could not, kill my wife.
 I did not do this awful crime.
 I could not, would not, anytime .
 Did you hit her from above?
 Did you drop this bloody glove?
 
 I did not hit her from above.
 I cannot even wear that glove.
 I did not do it with a knife.
 I did not, could not, kill my wife.
 I did not do this awful crime.
 I could not, would not, anytime.
 
 And now I'm free, I can return
 To my house for which I yearn.
 And to my family whom I love.
 Now would you please return my glove?
 
 
 (Actual author unknown at this time)
 
 From: Mike

Wil Stark, wstark04 (at) pobox _dot_com

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