The guards let me use the internet, so my first thought was to proclaim my innocence. Where else better than PBS? Anyway, thanks for the support y'all. Your letter meant a lot to me, Bobby from Tampa. This sick rhyme goes out to you . Here we go:
My name is Jerry S and I'm here to say
I never touched a boy on that fateful day
The media wants to call me this and that
I wish they would talk to my baseball bat!
Wait, hold up, I never even said that
There they go again, acting like a big pratt
It doesn't even matter, cuz here I am to stay
Three hots and a cot and I do things my way
Springer in the morning, Phil McGraw at night
I even get to watch the occasional jailhouse fight
The only thing that sucks is when they place their bets
On who's dick I'm gonna suck next!
My name is Jerry S and I'm here to say
I never touched a boy on that fateful day
The media wants to call me this and that
I wish they would talk to my baseball bat!
Wait, hold up, I never even said that
There they go again, acting like a big pratt
It doesn't even matter, cuz here I am to stay
Three hots and a cot and I do things my way
Springer in the morning, Phil McGraw at night
I even get to watch the occasional jailhouse fight
The only thing that sucks is when they place their bets
On who's dick I'm gonna suck next!
