Falling and Rising
Sitting on a chair facing a barred door,
Awaiting trial, although a minor charge.
His life was ruined, what had he in store?
Was sure the judge would his sentence enlarge.
Pleaded guilty but not for the car theft.
He fancied a joy ride on the highways
Allowed his common sense just go bereft.
Cold judge decreed a fine or thirty days.
An angelic lass was in love with him.
She gladly paid the fine to escape jail.
The judge agreed knowing 'twas but a whim
Found a job and see that he do not fail.
He succeeded and soon his lesson learned
And in quick time her heart he quickly earned.
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