So finally came the day, where I will know if it´s a she or a he-
friendly, don´t care much;
competent, he or she better be such.
Pain in the neck, have to be there by 12:30,
and from where I live it takes almost two hours of a hurry.
So the initial stage has begun for a a trial set on March
and no cameras there to watch.
Prosecutors want to convict me-
for a thing that happened five years ago
when I was in the down side
and five years later when I´m good with my self anointed pride
the hammer comes crushing on my feel good tide.
It must be all political
wheel of justice are slow and not so lyrical
now that I´m legit
the bastards won´t quit
now starts the process of lawyering up
like a dumb scum bag
presumption of innocence…
where is that stupid license?
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses