Juror Poem #1: Instinct

Frog faced and large
He worked in security
“I live alone” he said, finally

Salt and pepper hair
Short around the ears and neck
Black suit — cheap
No tie

When asked by the impossibly-nasal-voiced prosecutor
Could he judge the case based on the evidence
He replied
“I have a friend in human resources
The resume is only half the story
You can never know the whole truth
You must rely on INSTINCT”

“Excuse me”
Said the prosecutor
She did not understand his heavy accent
He sat up straighter on the wooden bench
For a moment I thought he would leap to his feet
So eager was he to share his truth

“We must rely on instinct!”
Clenching his fist in passion

Wrong answer, buddy
You’ll never make this panel

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