the judge entered
the room
all fell silent
dare I say
all eyes bugged?
the judge red
as a beet ya know
began to intone
and as quickly
did his mouth foam
and he flustered
as if he'd burst
and so he did
insides charred as well-done steak
and he fell forward
delivering himself of
a one sharp volley of fart
collapsed in joy
was K's great great great grandchild
whatta reprieve
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