An old tale I poetically made for laughs.Just because a cat's got stripes don't make him a Tiger.

Jury Duty

Harold was chosen for jury duty, but he really wanted to get out
He wanted to be with a good looking girl that he was crazy about,

He tried every ploy that would get him excused , but the judge had nixed everyone
On the day of trial . he was desperate, something had to be done,

He asked the Judge for a conference , pled this when they met,
“Your Honor, I’ve found that man there guilty, a fair trial from me he can’t get,

I know I should be impartial and let the story , do the speaking,
But my mind is made up and your release from this jury, I am seeking,

See, I took one look at him and saw a straight out guilty case ,
Beady eyes set close together, narrow forehead and a thin dishonest face,

His scowling look, Hair slicked down and nervous shifty eyes,
I can hear him now blaming the Cops with a packet of lies,

And look at that fancy suit and , buckled up shoes he wore,
Probably got’em half price at the local good will store,

So you see Your Honor, I must be dismissed , I cannot be fair and independent
The Judge replied, Get back in the jury box, you fool. That man is the lawyer for the defendant