The Facts of Pacts
There was a time my daddy said
When a man’s word was his bond.
A firm handshake sealed the contract,
No one was ever conned.
When railroads brought in lesser men
Than those who won the west,
Those shysters made some shady deals
That could not pass the test.
Then lawyers put their shingles up,
Saying they could do it right,
With a pact ink-signed and notarized,
And completely watertight.
Rules were made and laws were passed
And lawyers filed each deed.
While Dad maintained, with honest men
Handshakes are all they need.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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