Short Legal Poems
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He defended two thieves with a smirk:
one bimbo and a jerk;
the old, crooked judge released them
knowing it was a scam...
they walked free applauding his trick.
Defamatory words that fail to become legal truth for they are unproven in a judicial proceeding may just be some foul spits on open air... Yet, not every legal truth is real truth...
No joke
Take toke
Sniff coke
No smoke
Most folk
Are woke
No time
in poke* *pokey (alt. poke) is an old term for jail
Just choke
Or croak
M-essage
I-n
C-omposer's
H-appy
A-crostic
E-mploys
L-egal
N-ame
O-f
C-elebrant
I-n
D-elightful
O-ccasion
Topic: Birthday of Bro. Michael Nocido (December 18)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
i wish i was a beagle
long fat and always legal
no hunting creatures
I'd change those features
a king of dogs most regal
5/2/18
I wish I was a - Poetry Contest, sponsored by Viv Wigley
Opinions may differ
But is killing the answer
Government officials murdering thousands
While keeping their hands clean and pristine
Do we know the real truths?
Behind the creation of war
I always sense there’s something more
Form:
Keep It Legal
Miracle Man
4/22/2024
Illegal Immigrants are taking our land,
because our president won’t take a stand.
We need a changer,
to end this danger,
but instead he insists on lending a hand.
LEGAL
Is there anything we can equalize the waves of evil
This is the time of anything that is not equal
We must strive our best against all of uphealval
Nothing can alter the sense of legal
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando June 19, 2016
When you're framed for a murder you didn't commit,
and you're being asked to answer for it,
and the judge has asked a jury to sit,
and you're hoping that they will be split,
but you know that you'll soon be strung up,
or, possibly, electrically lit up,
just scream to yourself, "Wake up, wake up, wake up!"
We take ourselves so seriously
that we cannot take a joke
The chance we might offend means
we don’t talk to different folk
And our taxes keep on rising
‘til we might just have a stroke
But we’ll all still vote for Liberals
(pffffffffffp)
r i g h t a f t e r t h i s n e x t t o k e
Lollipop Lollipop
Lips pink and crystal skies,
like a lovely daydream
Little sweetness in life
Large to share, I'm right here
Laughter ... and sweet flirting
La, la ... a rumbling song
15.04.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
( Pleiades form : L )
www.howmanysyllables.com
Each line has 6 syllables
Is the UK a democracy.? Or has it slid to an
Un-sound autocracy.? Where a sucession
Is handed down.' And this not soley of the
Crown.?
When did due proven process, and the peoples voice? Become trampled down.?
Along with freedom of the electorates choice.' How can any such rumoured move be
Sound, what former precedent be found.?
Texting whilst driving
Should not be a crime
I've got me a truck
That stops on a dime
I steer with my knees
Now isn't that cool?
Good God Almighty
Just look at that fool
Driving straight at me
And texting away
We're going to crash
And ruin my day
Hold on a second
Life just isn't fair!
I'm ending this text
On a wing and a prayer . . . .
The judge sits
Solemn and orderly
Weighing salient points
Juggling facts
Deciphering nuances
Pondering implications
On justice and righteousness
Upholding the law of the land
A mari usque ad mare*
Rendering verdicts
Remotely somewhat
Inspired through time
By King Solomon’s wisdom
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on March 13, 2020 for contest STRAND CHOICE F sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - HONORABLE MENTION
Fourth of July and dynamite
Major bang for your night
Half stick, whole stick
One stick, two sticks did the trick
Blew the stump sky high and in a hover
Sent those men running under cover
God protected those pyrotechies
The rumble was felt all over the counties
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‘et je l'ai regardée expirer tant de fois’
and I watched her expire so many times
when bound by phantoms
at realities edge
take not a shallow breath
but inhale each others
tangled prayers
melded bodies, melted minds
where a heartbeat crashes
to drum upon heavens door
and anarchy reigns
with expunged cries
in loss is found escape
when reality slips
and space between time
feels like death
***Inspiration - La Petit Mort
The world's oldest profession
is considered a crime
yet only the females therein engaged
are arrested fined or serve time
to all concerned
it's a business transaction
ain't nobody's but their own
providing satisfaction
money's the motive
with payment surrendered
and they have the means
for services rendered
but altho' the women may not have been kissed
if all involved are consenting adults
a victim here does not exist
my aunt lived in an apartment with a sickly tree next to it
crowded between two other lots in the middle of the city
there were men around and I got to meet my cousins
she was younger than me and he was older and I related
she wanted to show me something
we went upstairs and hid under the bed
where there was a hardly legal magazine
She knew about because someone had shown her
later mom told me about how much she hated her sister
but I already knew why
Legal Doesn't Make it Right
By: miracle Man
1-5-2019
The laws we pass aren't beyond God's sight,
And we break HIS heart by not being contrite.
We tolerate sin by voting to make things suitable,
And from our hearts depth we know its refutable.
God's laws are higher than those made by man,
But our sinful nature has endured time's span.
If we accept sinful things that don't belong,
Judgment will be swift and we'll suffer long.
My wife was a legal immigrant to the USA
She waited years to receive the OK
Fired from her job in the USSR
She ate only potatoes for a whole year
Stripped of her citizenship, she lived in constant fear
Came here, got four months of rapidly declining public aid
Took ESL, computer courses, babysat – she was truly self-made
Today she’s a high-level business analyst at Blue Cross
And in our happy home ~ the undisputed boss
'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?