Our
jury has come back to us, three days consideration
They
listened to the evidence, given great deliberation
Of
what they heard from witnesses, who years ago were boys
Eleven,
twelve, so very young, they were someone else’s toys
Four
weeks of nasty evidence, they’ve listened to each word
He
said that they were liars, well that was just absurd
Unpleasant
though it must have been, they sat and heard it all
We
pressed it hard on their behalf, we had to see him fall
Repeated
clear descriptions, I’ll trade you sex for things
Your
parents will not give you, but you know I will bring
Beer
and money, cigarettes, I’ll even give you pot
In
my car, and at my home, I’m not asking for a lot
Forty,
thirty, twenty years, decades they passed by
Then
one young many came forward, told his story while he cried
The
net it just grew larger, more names came to the fore
Eight
men told there story, but there must be many more
Ten
counts of interference with the lives of boys so young
One
he took his own life, when he felt he could not go on
But
the jury came back settled, and in that they sealed his fate
Ten
from ten convictions, it’s back to jail old mate
She’ll
sentence in December, he’ll be sixty three
I
betting he’ll get fifteen years, we’d like longer you’d agree
But
no-one gets the maximum, but here there’s no excuse
He
preyed on boys for fifty years, he never be let loose
He got ten years.
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