Miss Elma Emmer stood there enamored at his black robe, gavel, and all,
The judge, though glamoured, didn't stammer as Elma's case was called.
He said, "For what do you clamor Miss Emmer, what brings you to court today? "
Elma, teary eyed cried; "It's my x-boyfriend, Jammer, I want to see him pay! "
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