Poetic justice

A man was called to witness that a couple had been making love in a park.

The witness: They were fucking your honor The judge: Could the witness put it in a more Sheakspearian way: The witness: The park was Dark but caused no fear Until tiny sounds came to my ear There was this couple on the ground there and his balls were dangling in the air and you know his what was in her you know where If that wasn’t fucking your Honor I wasn’t there


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Poetic justice