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Dirty Deed

When I had to fire a man, it made his daughter mad.
She wanted to get revenge because I fired her dad.
She was thirteen years old and she was filled with anger and hate.
She lied to the police when she said that I committed statutory rape.
Her father tried to embezzle money from the company and I had to fire him.
I was innocent but people said that my chances of being acquitted were slim.
She lied about me and the jury discovered that she was trying to deceive.
She said that I molested her but it was something the jury didn't believe.
The jury learned that I would never touch somebody who was that young.
When the jury found me not guilty, she screamed at the top of her lungs.
She had to be removed from the courtroom when she yelled.
She tried to send me to prison for a crime I didn't commit but she failed.
She knows that what she did was shameful and that it was a dirty deed.
She tried to send me to prison and I'm thankful that she didn't succeed.

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