Attorney's Poem by Robert Edgar Burns

I went to see an attorney,
But I’d been warned by my friends.
I thought he was there to help me.
But he shoved it to me in the end.

They make up the body of Congress.
No wonder they can’t get things done.
Just watch how they bicker and swagger.
To kick them all out would be fun.

I’m talking to you of attorneys.
The bottom line is their stiff bill.
They do it for money or power.
As the cash over flows in their tills.

If you ever get a chance to observe one
Taking off his coat don’t be fooled.
They’re master’s of misdirection,
Look down for they’ve taken your jewels!

In Congress they stammer and stutter.
It seems that they can’t pass a bill.
There may be one or two good ones.
But the rest should just take sleeping pills.

If you see one come walking close by you,
You’d better go reach for a rake.
And keep him at more than just arms length.
And remember he’s probably a snake.

JUST KIDDING! - NOT!