Hear Ye, Hear Ye!
Y'all stand attention the Honorable One is walking into the room.
With grace and grandeur she walks through the doors.
All dressed in black, hair pulled smooth.
Lips in firm line,
With a dark plum color placed nicely in place.
Walking with such confidence all women wishing to be like her.
Men undressing the Honor as she stood in front of them.
"You may be seated," in angelic voice.
The room hushed with silence.
No need for the gavel,
She looked baffled at her bailiff.
For court is now in session!
©vicki
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