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There once was a rapper in court,
Whose innocence all did support.
The jury did agree,
He was innocent, you see,
In the case of the security guard’s report.

There once was a French actor so fine,
Who crossed a very serious line,
He assaulted two dames,
On a film set with no shame,
Now he’s facing an 18-month decline.

The military’s sending attorneys in a rush,
To the Justice Department, they’ll brush,
Groups of a hundred fifty,
Their arrival seems nifty,
As soon as practicable, no hush.

Alyce Rotunda’s baby’s name,
Brings smiles, not a hint of shame,
Everyone loves it so,
It puts on a show,
A perfect moniker, not tame.

There once was a young boy who did stray,
From Gonzalo Leon Jr., he ran away,
At just 11 years old,
His story untold,
Tragically shot and taken astray.

There once was a girl starting her journey,
Lost too young, causing her family attorney,
The pain they endure,
No remedy sure,
A tragic tale ending in attorney.

There once was a judge named Mehta,
His ruling was quite a feat, ah!
A 226-page decision,
Will cause a technological division,
In the land of the USA.

There once was a nation quite bold
Where officials did proudly uphold
A law banning gay
In a very big way
For marriage and family they told.

There once was a stunt athlete named Laken,
Who claimed she gave birth to a child forsaken.
The cops were astounded,
As the truth they soon found,
Her story was clearly mistaken.

There once was a director so fine
Whose friendship with Trump did entwine
Social media said
Both were pals instead
With one person they both did align