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Judge Admyra hears closing arguments from Bryce and Commencroft-A's solicitor and then makes her ruling.
On my planet earth, man’s right to ask girls out has been eroded
As corruption by the movement of the feminists has goaded
Legislators into overworked harassment laws, to thump
Every shy man, who’s already trying to clear a nervous lump.

Yes that lump’s been in the throats of men, whose nerves have predicated
That it’s hard to ask a lady out. Now they’re debilitated
By supplanting all rejection’s pain with undeserved law suit,
Just because of what’s been getting worse, since Eve first found that fruit.

We cannot allow the nastiness of earth to go on spreading
Into this world, leaving nice young men to live in fear of dreading
Their attempts to court the ones they’d love. It’s one thing we should nip,
Lest a feminist regime replace this peace with power trip.

Many sweet and lovely giant women have enjoyed their pairing
Up with earth size men. This won’t occur if these men can’t be daring,
Lest the legal system punish them for showing that they’re keen
On a giant girl, as Lee-John would have done to court the Queen.”

Then Admyra made her ruling. She said, “As a woman (hear me),
I am not prepared to see my gender (whom I look on dearly)
Be reduced to trying to prove their great equality in court,
By complaining of the compliments that most of us have sought.

Let the records of this case reflect that I am now directing
Any woman asked on dates (whose feelings lean towards rejecting)
To express their ‘no,’ and then move on. Unless man uses force,
There is seldom any need to seek a trial as their recourse.

I dismiss the plaintiff’s action, being highly prejudicial;
And I don’t expect the time of me (or any court official)
To be wasted in the future by a frivolous attempt
To suggest that seeking romance is illegal or unkempt.”

Then the Scribe, who did write down these facts, whose past had once been checkered
(With complaints like Commencroft-of-A’s) included for the record
That the ladies had their chance to shine in everything he wrote,
Just as long as men weren’t hated for the times they’d hope and dote.

In the Trial of Kayte’s Mom, Alicindra needed no one’s leading;
As she won her case successfully, by doing all her pleading
Of the matter she was charged with by some somewhat biased males.
Just like justice, writing records needs a chance to tip the scales.

“Now that we have won the case and made our point,” young Eustace pondered,
Is it time to make the short supplies of Commencrofts less squandered,
By returning you to your world, with the other staying here,
So confusion doesn’t take the place of cupid’s winning spear?”

“Then you wouldn’t have your earth sized friends or live in little building,
Commencroft-of-B replied, "but maybe Alicindra’s gilding
Might replace the way my double thinks. I can’t believe that she
Could behave like that to us, and yet be so much more like me.”
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