To a monarch
During a pause in the proceedings when
The judge was in the john, Helena the
Queen twitched her cramped, regal wings and cracked the
Crowded courtroom like a code, or, come to
Think of it, like a smile on hard lips
That otherwise pass sentence. She clung a
While to her defense not knowing what to
Plead yet pleased enough with her newly sprung
Innocence. By the time the judge came back
Relieved, he repented his absence in
Recognizing her majesty. He paid
Obeisance to the extent, at least, that
His position as a public servant
Would permit. Helena, very still, took
It all in stride. She then thanked her gathered
Captors graciously, not excessively,
For she had a good hunch that they owed her
Civil liberties. You know, the legal
Institution will never be the same
Since that split second Her Highness broke out.