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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366101" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lyndsy Lohan Before the Judge (A Riff)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Oh why do they always make a fuss, <br>Your honor I really didn't see that bus! <br>And I took that necklace on loan, on trust; <br>It disappeared between my, err, my bust.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I was really being mobbed, by fans, <br>It was all a whirl, you have to understand; <br>I‘m famous, did I disrupt your plans? <br>I'm sorry I was late to take the stand.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Do I really have to go to jail? <br>I hear they make you do your poop in pails.<br>Do you have a guard in there who'll do my nails? <br>Prison will make me miss the weekend sales! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Can't I do charity for the homeless poor? <br>I could go knocking, waving, smiling door to door; <br>They would love to see me being so adored; <br>Prison seems to me like such an awful bore.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Could one of my servants serve my time? <br>I know they're guilty of all sorts of ghastly crimes; <br>This one, D.J. Myke, dared to write in rhyme.<br>Put him in jail, that would be divine.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+McLansky">David McLansky</a><div class=q>
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