An archaic take:
Two pools of pus upon the human Soul,
John Roberts, Sam Alito, motley clowns,
Upturning noble progress to Reason.
Instead, these two, with the three exact a toll,
Extracting Satan's tax. Lady Justice drowns
In Sorrow as she Justice's lesion
Views and see lavish imperial crowns
Rest upon the brow of impish trolls.
Democracy, equality, sent to hell.
Satan's minions merrily clang the knell.
Justice? No! Injustice now apes the roles.