Foundations of Justice

Hanging is too good for them, Should cut their danglies off. Use a rusty jigsaw blade, They’d be afraid to cough. Our great Judicial system, with infinite foresight, Ignores these sound suggestions, That you and I think right. For Judges and the legal type, at our expense guffaw, believing that like God and Queen, they are above the Law. It is often intimated, that despite this regal pose, they wear peepholes bras and stockings underneath their Chamber robes. No underpants to interfere, restrict ,affect or stay thus keeping verdicts cool and poised for any courtroom play. So when Chief Justice leans or frowns or shuffles on his throne Its probably suspenders that are causing him to moan Or just perhaps his strapless bra, Is chaffing on his back, perchance his basque’s laced up too tight, or his g-strings up his crack. Some trials that end surpisingly, the verdict gone askew, Owe more to misplaced leather thong, than legal point of view. Perhaps the nuts that need cut off, are not from pervert kind, but rather leading Legal ones, No longer sound of mind.