The Three Little Wigs
White and powdered dressed in black coats Upholding lawlessness with finesse With forked breath they express Their jargon they bargain as they burrow and laso Freedom with ease legally they are not the west of pacos Two rights are never wrong where the morality rules The Law is good when a lawful tool Only when the vilest of men so pretend to be as sheep For punishment of doer's not to be themselves evil reap's That is when life liberty persuit of happiness are infringed Drinking up the law of the land like cheap wine they binge With greedness they leave you rubbing your chin again Seated for life was a founding oversite We have something to say it is not to late to make a date For political correction for terms and re-election When you see the wolve's affections In your court they will not your grievance's address I do not digress a call for redress God the giver riegn's supreme the Law he spoke Not for men to change or misquote
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2011
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