‘Twas The Night Before The Verdict

Twas the night before verdict when all through the court
Not a creature was stirring nor filed was a tort.

The motions all heard by Judge Hosack with care,
In hopes that ghost voters soon would be there;

The lawyers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of settlements danced in their heads;

With Brannon in mischief was Starr with his crap,
They’d just settled down for a long evening wrap.

When out on the blog there arose such a clatter,
That Mary and Dan even checked out the matter.

JohnA’s complete rhyme here