Ballad of a Tenant

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NEGRO MAN ARRESTED FOR SETTLING A SCORE.

PROSECUTOR PLEADS TO LOCK THE MAN FOR LIFE BEHIND AN IRON DOOR.

A TON OF PEOPLE ARRIVED AT THE COURTHOUSE TO VIEW.

Alright your honor, allow me to inform you.

That this Negro man on the stand
Has our beautiful America in danger
This man is an animal
And should be locked of for his anger

He threatened to hit me
If I didn't fix anything in his home
But your honor, I told him I was busy,
And respectfully told him to leave me alone

Several times he asked me,
Yes, the Negro on the stand,
But don't lose focus
Of the problem at hand

Just before I called the police,
This man only complained
Tenant, Tenant,
My roof is leaking from the rain.

That was only a portion,
Your honor, before anyone, was around.
The man complained about some broken steps,
Then I guess he decided to put his foot down

Now to think of it,
Your honor, about this man on the stand.
He was crying out for help,
And only need a white man's hand

Why am i putting this man through all this trouble,
In the past, this man had it the hardest
Your honor on behalf of what
I grant this man to dismiss all changes.

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