The trial of the state vs. the red cat who put his hands in the cookie jar. And got caught, got nicked in the act. Now he pleads innocence. However, he gets what's coming. Justice is served.
Just as it is, a joust for the crown which isn't. Jus of the underbelly under passed. By the very own hands which cannot keep from the cookie jar. Smack says the lid and squeals the kid. Scream does the mouth for the injustice. "I didn't do it. The lid fell on my fingers. I did not do it." The fingers still scarred, branded and chalked for where the edge of the lid fell on its fingers. Justice said: "your balance weighs heavy on the attempt for reaching the cookies; the intent punished by the lid." "That's what I mean," the kid squealed again, "I've already received like the reed." Now justice weighed and came to the judgment. "Fair-minded I draw the middle of the road. To equalize on the scale It's off with the head. Bring this lad to the gallows and gag him for ever and ever.
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