Post by Admiral XYZ™

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, bags are heavy
There's perjury on record already, false steganography
He's nervous, but on the surface, he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole courtroom goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin', how? Everybody's jokin' now
The clock's run out, time's up, over, blaow