The O.J. Trial
as told by Dr. Seuss


I did not kill my lovely wife
i did not slash her with a knife
i didn not bonk her on the head
i did not know that she was dead

i stayed at home that fateful night
i took a cab, then took a flight
the bag i had was just for me
my bag, my bag, hey leave it be!

when i came home, i had a gash
my hand was cut from broken glass
i cut my hand on broken glass
a broken glass did cause that gash

my friend, he took me for a ride
All through L.A. from side to side
from north to south we took a ride
but from the cops we could not hide

my trial lasted for a year
A year, A year, just sitting here!
the DNA, the HEM, the HAW
the circus-hype the viewers saw

did you do this awful crime?
did you do this anytime?
i did not do this awful crime
i could not, would not, anytime

did you take this person's life?
did you kill her with a kife?

i did not do it with a knife
i did not, could not, kill my wife
i did not do this awful crime
i could not, would not anytime

did you hit her from above?
did you drop this bloody glove?

i did not hit her from above
i cannot even wear that glove
i did not do it with a knife
i did not, would not, kill my wife
i did not do this awful crime
i could not, would not, anytime

and now i'm free i can return
to my house for which i yearn
and to my family whom i love
now could you please return my glove??

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