Genesis of Legal yokes.
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He seems a very monstrous fable To history to prefer; On righting lawyers to be able To stick some chestnut-Burr.
That' youth wore several pencils out, And filled a bulky book; He swallowed all without a doubt, And with a gosling look.
Two columns in the " Sun," or more, Fruit of this plot to vex, he Prepared to cause the world to roar, And fall in apoplexy.
"He 'll lose his place, that greenhorn So thought that legal fraud; "Was ever anything so rank?" He smiled both long and loud.
On Friday next again they met, — The ancient and the bore, — "They liked that lot first-rate; please let Me have a column more!"
That lawyer straightway tumbled down; His end was sudden, very, And sad, because that foolish clown Wrote his obituary!
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