The Attorney

NOW, NOW YOUNG PLAYER. 
TIME IS MONEY,
MONEY IS TIME. 
HOW MUCH MONEY,
DO YOU HAVE FOR MY TIME? 

AS YOU CAN SEE, 
I REQUIRE A FEE. 
THE SIGN ON THE DOOR 
READS ATTORNEY. 

ONCE YOU PAY, 
I ANSWER IN RHYME. 
I'LL DO MY BEST, 
TO ACCUMULATE TIME. 

NOW, WHAT DO YOU HAVE?
I WANT IT ALL.
I DON'T PLAN ON STOPPING,
TILL YOUR BACK'S ON THE WALL.

NOW THAT YOUR BROKE, 
I'LL CREATE YOU A FILE.  
YOU'LL GO HOME AND WAIT, 
THIS COULD TAKE ME A WHILE. 

I'LL STUDY YOUR CASE, 
DECIDE HOW TO GO. 
WE'LL TAKE IT TO COURT, 
I'LL PUT ON A SHOW.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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