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Zsa's Zsa's Day in Court
Darling Zsa Zsa.
So saddened to hear of your run-in
on the road.
A glamorous home is your natural abode.
A policeman stopped you on the road
speeding.
Furious, you slapped him
when he asked for your identification.
Your adoring fans feel so bad.
May I tell you how sad?
We all know the road is yours.
But others want the speed limit observed.
You went to court,
but all of your "dahlinks"
couldn't charm the judge.
Pay your fine.
Put the trouble behind.
Call Totie Fields and have a glass of wine.
So saddened to hear of your run-in
on the road.
A glamorous home is your natural abode.
A policeman stopped you on the road
speeding.
Furious, you slapped him
when he asked for your identification.
Your adoring fans feel so bad.
May I tell you how sad?
We all know the road is yours.
But others want the speed limit observed.
You went to court,
but all of your "dahlinks"
couldn't charm the judge.
Pay your fine.
Put the trouble behind.
Call Totie Fields and have a glass of wine.
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