Death to Juror Number Twelve (#122)

‘Twas the week before Christmas
And all through the courts
Eleven angry jurors
Were no longer good sports.

The evidence was lame
The man should be freed
Self-defense was enough
What more could anyone need?

But Juror Twelve disagreed.
That motherfucker. Continue reading Death to Juror Number Twelve (#122)

Juror Number Twelve (#121)


Said Juror Number One
“Not Guilty, are we done?”

Said Juror Number Two
“Juror One, I’m with you.”

Said Jurors Six to Three
“We completely agree.”

From Juror Number Seven
All concurred through Eleven.

And then there was Juror Twelve.
That Sonuvabitch. Continue reading Juror Number Twelve (#121)