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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=582981" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When Innocence Doesn't Matter</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've been there before<br>When I wasn’t even guilty<br>What they found didn’t belong to me<br>But they made me feel so filthy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Put me in hand cuffs<br>Then put me in shackles<br>While they put me in the police car<br>I swear I could hear evil cackles</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You’re gonna get it now<br>You won’t get out this time<br>Your gonna do a bid<br>For your freaking crime</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But Your Honor it’s wasn’t mine<br>But it was in your CAR<br>But still I don’t smoke that stuff<br>Must have been the guy from the bar</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was a little bit drunk<br>When this guy asked for a ride<br>He didn’t look very scary<br>So we both went outside</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Took me a while to find the car<br>And unlocked all the doors<br>My new friend buckled up<br>With his feet planted on the floor</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where to I asked him<br>Just up the road a bit<br>Then he lit a pot pipe<br>And took a deep hit</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He asked me if I wanted any<br>that’s when I saw the flashing lights<br>I told him I don’t do that shit<br>But thought what a freaking night</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then we got pulled over<br>There was so much smoke<br>I couldn’t prove I didn’t hit it<br>That I didn’t a toke</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So in the car I went<br>And they took me off the jail<br>I had to call my dad to help<br>But he couldn’t make the bail</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So off to jail I went<br>I was innocent of possession<br>Now I was really mad<br>And filled with depression</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What I didn’t know<br>Was that he had a gun<br>He left it my car<br>When he couldn’t run</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They told me it doesn’t matter<br>Whether or not I draw<br>Cause when it’s in your car<br>Possession is the law</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The other guy went to jail too<br>But that don’t bother me none<br>I can’t believe I was so stupid<br>To give ride to a guy with gun</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was going off to jail<br>For three hundred days<br>Course they lowered the charge<br>But in prison I still had to stay</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I would get off for good behavior<br>I wasn’t criminal, of course I would<br>So after one hundred and fifty days<br>I finally got out for good</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Linda+Racaniello">Linda Racaniello</a><div class=q>
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When I wasn’t even guilty
What they found didn’t belong to me
But they made me feel so filthy

Put me in hand cuffs
Then put me in shackles
While they put me in the police car
I swear I could hear evil cackles

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