Short Attorneys Poems
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The attorneys general and the traders Joe
combined operations to make some dough.
Did that sell organic honey?
Don't ask me. Follow the money.
Five dumb lawyers moved to Buenos Aires
Those attorneys simply couldn't care less
They didn't speak Spanish
Their livelihoods vanished
Verdict: "Our law schools didn't prepare us!"
Emancipation of poverty laws
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Landscape are hereby confined
Loss of reserves is significant
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Physicians
magicians
who work wonders with a pill.
They diagnose,
prescribe the dose,
and then you get the bill.
Attorneys
journey
to the law books for a clue.
to file a brief
or sue for grief,
but it's legalese to you.
Mechanics
don't panic
when the car chugs in the bay.
They take their time
to wipe the grime.
" It won't be done today."
Immensely big judges help a little girl named Micks
commit tax fraud in the realm of invisible tricks
tiny turtle with an umbrella on the end of his high hat strobe
set foot in the abandoned purgatory of this slice of the globe
roses rallied in the real respite of a ravaging rain
Little Micks would forever not quite be the same
Determined to become a lawyer now.
Disappointing parents who believe attorneys to be low-brow.
Crashing for Cash
Attorneys will flock to your side
Before your blood even has dried
Can crashing for cash
Do much for YOUR stash?
Each lawyer their cut tries to hide
Five lawyers came calling on me
Good grief! I had just skinned my knee
Have I grounds to sue?
I don’t think I do
Just do it to pay lawyer’s fee
Alphabetically written as a-e and f-j
*January 9, 2019
For Joseph May’s Limerick II Contest
Now that I've no money,
You said I'm a monkey,
You now think it's funny,
But it's no way funky.
You said I'm a donkey,
That's no longer swankie,
'Cos you're now a bunny,
Im no longer hunny.
But when I had money,
I was then a honey,
We went on journeys,
Needing no attorneys.
You left without warning,
I now cry each morning
I'm now good for scorning,
With my heart now mourning.
'Oyez! Oyez! Oyez! all stand,'
said the bailiff before remand,
as legal eagles had looked for loopholes,
flaws in the law,
large enough to lose a lorry,
is that what they became lawyers for?
If I had taken their advice,
blindly handed out to me,
I'd have gone directly to jail,
if not in a trice.
Attorneys, barristers, solicitors,
ambulance chasers,
searching for victims
so they may litigate,
seen one you've seen them all,
what's not to hate?