Spite filled his facial warts
Malice chilled his bony parts
Some said it was a cruel joke
To see him bear such a yoke
Before the public he was always seen
As an advocate of the poor and mean
Put to the practical courtroom test
He proved to be the judge’s pest
Openly admitted his express desire
To set the Bench permanently on fire
Appearing before a single judge
He hurled at him a box of sludge
But claimed no wrongdoing or intent
Of wanting his anger or spite to vent
To the judge he merely confided
Of being deeply torn and divided
Over the serious issues made light
In the battle of right versus might!