Up the staircase to the left
Just avoiding "Fraud and Theft"
A little lady, aged three
Sat beside a tiny tree.
On the bench she thought and thought
Of a crime she could have wrought.
She ignored her bloody hands,
Unfocused on the law's demands.
"I didn't do it, sir, I swear,
Just saw her body laying there.
I tried to help and soothe her pain
But my attempts were all in vain.
I pulled the trigger? Yes, I did.
I didn't know it was loaded."
I hope this wasn't too weird... Tell me what you think. *cowers in a corner, terrified*
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