There once was a singer named Jacko,
Who acted like some kind of wacko,
To treat the young boys,
To all of his toys,
A court-case he then had to tackle.

He stated that he did not do it,
And said that the lawyers must prove it,
They all tried their best,
But he passed the test,
His freedom’s ensured; he won’t lose it.

And now that he’s clear of all charges,
It’s out of the courtroom he barges,
To Neverland Ranch,
He’s won a new chance,
And time spent in prison he dodges.

by David Ronald Bruce Pekrul