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Judge Mentle was a tyrant of the system.
Well known amongst heinous villains as 'the old codger'.
He'd admonish them with slaps to the wrist
And rail staff who rattled tittle-tattle
A little too loudly in his presence.

He'd proudly administer a unique blend of punishmment
That raised more than the odd brow within the business
Though he was never challenged on his judicial reverence.
Undoubtedly he seemed a bit eccentric
But he always got the job done.

And yet behind the closed doors
Of his own gaol of privacy
That old magistrate had more
Than a penchant for illegality
And nightly bouts of debauchery.

From surfing pharmaceutical lines
And assailing bottomless bottles of wine and beautiful green,
To fulfilling fantasies
With doppelganger models
And gentry heads of state

Twists that brought a fate in his personality.
Caused a glitch in his character reference
Which instilled voices in his head
And would often cloud his judgement of late.
Reasons enough, that led to many incidents.

One source said the judge was seen running footloose and carefree
Down moonlit streets late at night
Clad in virginal white basque and matching heels.
(All in a gentlemen's size of course)
And wielding a kitchen knife.

So it was only a matter of time
Before they carted Judge Mentle away
To reside within the walls of St. Anne's.
Where he'd regale numerous fans with imagined tales
Of celebrities and villainous deeds

Which to him were quite real.
And for an audience,
In understated tones, he'd divulge:
"If I were a woman, I'd be a whore...",
Adding great guffaws to their rapturous applause.

©KizWiz
May 2012