Juror number 7 was looking awful good
She like my cross examination of that big galoot
In closing argument I spoke directly to her
She voted for me, I won for sure
Afterwards we met up to celebrate the victory
I had whisky, she tea
I left with her number, she was it for me
After the start of this new matter came discovery
I learned everything about her, documented my interest
Doing so with flowers and consistent empathy
I did my best convincing, hoping she would see
That she should return a favorable verdict
For little old me

She did, we said "I do"
Now we're as happy as two can be
She's also the judge and comprises the jury.