Lawyer Poems - Poems about Lawyer

To his lawyer he whispered nervously: My wife’s a framer professionally. I’m sure she’s out to get me; bribe the jury to incarcerate me sans parole, otherwise she’ll hang me.” ...

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The lawyer was fill with deceit Kept lying straight through his teat Got caught in his game Then said he was frame He was found mixed in concrete ...

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I want a daily dose of Perry Mason (with a sweet side-dish of Della Street thrown in), the episodic filmed in black and white one. Give me just one hour every weekday mornin' of charming Mister Drake detecting where, why, when Mason's hostile witness will tell a lie, and then confess murdering his evil boss without remorse and not counting it as...

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In the court of justice, where truth's pursuit reigns, As a lawyer I stand firm, amid legal strains. With scales of reason and a mind's keen might, I navigate the corridors of justice's light. Plaintiffs fire arrows attempting to confuse my sight, So I craft arguments, striving for what's right. In the hallowed halls where judgments decree, My lawyer's voice echoes,...

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Legal eagle talks fast Little lies often passed Litigation - cash cow Loads of money - and how Larcenists? All have rights Lost the case? Still sleeps nights Lamborghini? Outside...

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Licensed to practice the law, counselors charge for legal advice and to litigate a dispute. Lawyers plead cases and launch apt defenses as learned professionals....

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Licensed to right the wrong Look past loopholes of lies Lure rivals to confess Listen to untold facts Lend voice for the silent Language, their pearl armor Lawful knights, dressed in black...

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Litigators deal with lawsuits of many types legal complexities labyrinths of charges leading to the courtroom. Losing cases hurts, but laurels are due winners....

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A gem I taught in his school And under him grabbed the rule: An Igbo man from Okpo, Whose enemies she shot “Kpoo!” With him you don’t around fool: He’d begin to lose his cool. Staff learnt to submit their notes, Even if one had twelve coats But with same staff reveled And with that up things leveled… No intimidating him - His wine glass fills...

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Between us now a big dam: When one weighs it: big gram! I've just declined his fat ram; Today, returned his fat yam And it was a blow - A Bam! No more his sweets in mouth cram Arab against Uncle Sam: On his high ways: Traffic Jam!... Demanded parcels he'd got To a friend buffet in court: Tenant nuisance out to harm Show The Law's...

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Bjork stood upright in the dock The judge looked up and frowned The cuffs were firmly locked As everyone stared him down It wasn't me he pleaded I didn't pull the 'trigger' Surely you can see it now He was trying not to snicker Was it not your cork that killed him? The victim's lawyer questioned? Your initials are all over it From one of your...

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My accountant’s forever twisting truth between glasses of generous tall vermouth, forever conniving to save face while under breath reciting grace. Endlessly playing the most convoluted charades, he masterminds the grandest schemes and escapades. Inevitably he comes to the same conclusion that one day there will be no absolution; still, he refuses to abandon hope that he’ll find the way to get richer than...

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If my life was a little more sunshine, Will people love to stay with me, If I was a good person or a nice one, Will my friends never betray me? If money flows like a river in my pockets, Will someone care for me? If I had a thousand lists of buckets, Will true friends cherish with me; Oh! what a fortunate...

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When a lawyer enters a court he is so alone. He has to handle everything at his own. He is overwhelmed with lots of things. Yes, I do agree lawyers too have feelings. When he stood infront of justice , he tries his very best. I feel for that moment his heart is placed in justice's hand. His client can only...

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The law is an ass that made me a victim, so is my lawyer, his head up his rictum. The law he said he knew but is just a shyster who doesn't know his coccyx from his dictum! ...

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