by Nick Gisburne
The mark of fairy justice brands the skin
And overwhelmed by agony she falls
But even as the courtroom starts to spin
They pull her chains to drag her through the halls
The grandiose proceedings were a farce
A mockery of justice, without truth
The evidence against her, shallow, sparse
Relied upon a single, stolen tooth
The system, crooked to its rotten core
Where criminal corruption proudly dwells
Abandons every aspect of the law
To torture her and confiscate her spells
She took a tooth before its root was loose
For this, a lie, the gallows, and the noose
