The Jury Is Out
THE JURY IS OUT*
There once was a simple rhyme
that made up a jury's mind.
They gave it great thought
for a verdict they sought
as the clock in the courtroom
passed time.
They had to determine
how true the allegation
that the man really killed his wife;
or if he could go free
and go on with his life.
They listened very closely
their minds made up mostly.
But their brains the lawyer
did sway,
as they listened and then
heard him say,
"If the glove doesn't fit
you have to acquit."
and "not guilty" became the
verdict.
And that was the rhyme
that turned the jury's mind.
'Twas a shame, and a sham;
what a crime.
* The O.J. trial prompted this poem when I saw a commercial for the Johnny Cochran Law firm on TV (after Cochran died).
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