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answer to NO 10 or No 7 = "runaway jury", am not sure, been a long time i read these novels

NO 5 = the Brethren

he's a good writer, n he was not an american, yet he writes like he's been there all his life

@SAM Milla
wonders shall never end, so u read too, anyway am a Grisham fan too, I loved "The Testament" best. and "The Brethren" was nice too. i love his novels, cos of the courtrooms, he has a way with em.

Time to again write,
But I can’t, because I can’t think right.

I’m blue and all sad
Three years relationship suddenly went bad

Thought they said absence makes the heart grow fonder
Why tis never the same for me leaves me to nothing but ponder

I loved her
She knew it; I treated her like my Ma.

Her excuse “CB, you love me too much”
Now doesn’t every girl pray for such?

A man who would do anything for you,
Wouldn’t play around with ya heart, still and even after vowing “I do”

This is a girl I woulda loved to marry
Pity she couldn’t for just 6 months tarry.

I called her everyday
I know tis not the same staying with her all the way

But I have my obligations
It’s something that calls for no negotiations

She knows it
I too know it, we agreed on it.

Made our promises to each other as I departed
It’s barely 3 months and from the promises she’s parted

It’s hard for her, I know that,
But hey, I wasn’t too having it easy my own part.

Whoever said “what men can do;
Women can even beta do”

Maybe I really loved her much
Maybe I shoulda played around with her, act all tough, and other girls watch.

I keep wondering, does it mean all these time she never loved me?
Tis not fair, why lead me on all these years, she shoulda let me be.

But she’s gone
Am I done?

Can I love again?
Can I bear another pain?

I can’t see answers
But I see flowers

They still look beautiful and they bloom,
I’ll be a groom

“The beautiful ones are not yet born”
I know, may be they’ll come when am all old, ragged and torn
While I wait, I guess ….ha ha ha I’ll watch me some porn.

Don’t mind me, just kidding, that was a sad laugh,
I’ll sit up, get up, go out and search me my better half

Why call it “Heart Break”, I feel as if every part of me is broken, but I’m a survivor
Am I not a man, descendant of King Solomon, the woman predator, full of favor?

I’ll hunt me down a lady
Who’ll treat me like a baby.

Time to again write,
But I can’t, because I can’t think right.
I’m blue and all sad
Three years relationship suddenly went bad
Thought they said absence makes the heart grow fonder
Why tis never the same for me leaves me to nothing but ponder
I loved her
She knew it; I treated her like my Ma.
Her excuse “CB, you love me too much”
Now doesn’t every girl pray for such?
A man who would do anything for you,
Wouldn’t play around with ya heart, still and even after vowing “I do”
This is a girl I woulda loved to marry
Pity she couldn’t for just 6 months tarry.
I called her everyday
I know tis not the same staying with her all the way
But I have my obligations
It’s something that calls for no negotiations
She knows it
I too know it, we agreed on it.
Made our promises to each other as I departed
It’s barely 3 months and from the promises she’s parted
It’s hard for her, I know that,
But hey, I wasn’t too having it easy my own part.
Whoever said “what men can do;
Women can even beta do”
Maybe I really loved her much
Maybe I shoulda played around with her, act all tough, and other girls watch.
I keep wondering, does it mean all these time she never loved me?
Tis not fair, why lead me on all these years, she shoulda let me be.
But she’s gone
Am I done?
Can I love again?
Can I bear another pain?
I can’t see answers
But I see flowers
They still look beautiful and they bloom,
I’ll be a groom
“The beautiful ones are not yet born”
I know, may be they’ll come when am all old, ragged and torn
While I wait, I guess ….ha ha ha I’ll watch me some porn.
Don’t mind me, just kidding, that was a sad laugh,
I’ll sit up, get up, go out and search me my better half
Why call it “Heart Break”, I feel as if every part of me is broken, but I’m a survivor
Am I not a man, descendant of King Solomon, the woman predator, full of favor?
I’ll hunt me down a lady
Who’ll treat me like a baby.

I THINK TIS ABOUT TIME
TO MY RHYMES, MIME
PUTTING BEHIND ME, STORIES OF HUNGER POVERTY AND GRIME
AND AGES WHEN I HAD NO DIME
SIP MY JUICE AND LIME
WHEN AM THIRSTY AND FOR DRINK PINE
THERE'S ALWAYS AROUND A BOTTLE OF RED WINE
FROM THE THE FINEST OF GRAPEVINES


ACAN YOU SAID WITH RHYME
THERE'S NO CRIME
IF YOU WERE A GIRL, BELIEVE ME, JUST FOR THAT LINE
IF I COULD, I'LL MAKE U MINE.

SIMPLY MY RHYMES I GET IN LINE
TUNING THEM, THE FLOW AND RHYTHM FINE
BALANCING THEM OUT MATHEMATICALLY LIKE SINE AND COSINE
TIS EASY FOR ME , COS I'VE BEEN ON IT SINCE I WAS NINE.

_{JUST KIDDING,
JUST RHYMING}

Ur astral body exploded on Impact
but thank God Candide that ur earthly body is intact
and thank you for coming back
to the rhyming pack

thank u dear Candide