I Like Perry Mason Best in Black and White
I like Perry Mason best in black and white,
for such graphite shades are most evocative
of the Fabled Fifties, where Perry can live
in a boxed world, hermetically sealed tight.
Hardly Paradise, this world is Fallen indeed.
A place full of pride and lust and, most especially, greed.
To Perry Mason, Paul Drake, and Della Street,
crime is no stranger but an enemy they will often meet.
A handsome husband exposed as bigamous,
a trusted employee found duplicitous,
fraud and forgery, drinking and dice, theft and blackmail,
are the ingredients of a Perry Mason tale.
The Fifties were Newton's universe, modified by Einstein:
the guilty would confess and the innocent would be just fine.
In Perry Mason's cosmos, life invariably worked out right in the end,
for it was a world the Principle of Uncertainty had yet to amend.
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