The bat fowls out. Isn’t that remarkable?
The next one up kangaroo’s to first.
Suddenly a cricket is liable
for rattling off a verse.
This is a trying time.
A lawyer is before the judge.
He’s asked to flip a coin.
His client doesn’t budge.
Aren’t you going to do something?
I’ll plead and plead till I’m right.
Roll off the bench you ding-a-ling,
before I bite you with all my might.
There is no law but the present.
Sit on your ass instead of your head.
Your honor I’m very pleasant.
If I open my mouth you’re dead!
Resume your case without me.
I don’t know where to start.
Your universe is too tiny.
My heart is smarter than smart.
The judge teeters on the bench.
Whose case will it be?
The jury’s on to the wench
but can’t judge internally.
Your honor I live now
simply as I ought.
This trial is a wow.
May I show you enough?
The judge is climbing down.
He must decline to make sense.
He says with a long frown
“Lie up. See over the bench!
Get rid of your lawyer.
He’s a liar through and through.
You only have a flat tire.
I’m in love with you!”
Wait a minute, judge.
Let’s get serious once and for all.
Take off your robes and give me a nudge.
The world’s nuts. We’re having a ball!
Who says that to whom
Your body is so lush.
Move about in your womb.
Here comes much too much!
O the sounds are brutal!
Make her live to eat.
She’s innocent as usual.
See her sing, moan and repeat!
That’s it. The trial is over.
You had no case at all.
Give birth to me, Prime Mover.
Let’s have a serious ball!
And that’s how it ends.
We’re removed from the court.
The judge friendly but we’re not friends.
We go through the motions. Now let’s have a snort!