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The judge presides And hears the case What wrongs were done What deeds were hid. The goal is clear, The aim spelled out: To rid our land Of bribery and fraud. A trial that’s just A trial that’s fair Is what we need To clear the air. The business starts The pleas begin. But men in suits With eagle eyes Start finding fault And quibble this and that. What should proceed And take its course Is halted once again. The matter stops Disputes abound. And soon we have A murky legal tangle. A trial that’s just A trial that’s fair Is what we need To clear the air. Those at the bar Their pace is slow Each case they must protract. In years they think To sure afford Expensive cars And mortgages. On different sides The suits may be But each observes Unspoken rules Which constitute this game. So what we’ll get They all agree: A trial that’s long A trial that’s never-ending.
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