Wait!
Call the Cream Team—
Dershbag’s a lawyer,
Slick Willy’s a lawyer—
Wait!
Before you suicide the accused
Serial pedophile predator
who could flip and name names,
Before he has a heart attack, or
viagra overdose
Before he hangs himself with
dental floss; or a garbage bag
There’s the Bad Hombre Defense:
He’s rich, he can have any woman
he wants! Why would he fool with
teenage trailer trash? Why? Why?
Why, he wouldn’t touch a child—
Why, he’d rather be chemically
castrated with Clorox by the
Devil himself then touch a child!
Maybe Mexicans, rapists, Bad Hombres
from below The Border stole his
passport, planes and mansions and
Impersonated him with teenage girls?
Maybe Mexicans, rapists, Bad Hombres
from below The Border filed false flight
plans, flew the Lolita Express to Orgy
Island? Tattoo could testify—“De plane,
de plane!” …if he wasn’t dead… Slick Willy
was sleep…
Maybe Mexicans, rapists, Bad Hombres
from below The Border, brought those
Babies to his mansions and forced them
on him—forced the financier to fuck
Children against his faith? If he did it,
Bad Hombres, rapists, Mexicans made
him do it—is there…reasonable doubt?
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