At the Courthouse

Remove your watch; take off your belt
And place them in this bin.
Your pockets must be empty
Or we will not let you in.

Then walk through slowly, just in case
There’s metal to detect.
If buzzers sound, security
Will have to then inspect.

The line is long, the day is cold
And so we have to wait,
Though no one there is thrilled one bit
About this courthouse date.

We inch along, then make it through
So coffee’s what I need.
Alas, there’s none inside
And I am frustrated, indeed.

‘Cause there’s no way in hell that I’ll
Repeat that check-in scene.
I’ll have to get through jury duty
Minus my caffeine.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Johnson Avatar
January 21, 2016 at 6:10 PM
A courthouse or a hospital, neither are much fun. Hopefully, they let you out if and when you're done.
Callus Avatar
January 21, 2016 at 12:50 PM
Very enjoyable poem, but not the experience in court, Ilene. It used to be quite relaxed once, but nowadays security has been upgraded for various reasons. ~ Regards // paul
Rigoler Avatar
January 19, 2016 at 10:05 PM
Love especially the last two lines! I've never been on jury duty and would decline if selected on grounds I am not competent to judge others. My Green Apple poem is fairly true to the facts mentioned therein. It's one of my favorites. I hope to have it published (with many others) as soon as I hear from the publishing company. Thanks you for the stop by. / M
Nance Avatar
January 19, 2016 at 4:57 PM
You sure do know how to bring humor and rhythm to ever kind of situation. Your writes are enjoyable to read and I'm glad I found a few minutes to stop by. Sending you smiles :)
Allison Avatar
January 19, 2016 at 4:52 PM
I would hate to have to do jury service Ilene - hubby had to do it and it can be quite a distressing experience - I don't know if they go to the lengths you describe at our courthouse!:-) hugs Jan xx
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