Lawyers

As usual

They all came and went

Leaving paper frogs for their sewers

And the fledgelings will eat them

Just like I eat my silver spoons

Left to cook under the nighttime moons

And they will fry

But not without your help

Bring your sticks and stones

Remember to throw a bone

But don’t wake the neighbors

They’re on their periods

They’re all in debt, thanks to you

While I toiled at the swamp

You’ve gotten some money and a monkey

But it won’t do

Head to Mars and order some chicken

Grab a guillotine and a spiced onion

Jump in a boiling bowl of lava

And call my agent

You’re booked for Friday

The silverware’ll be melted

And we’ll have our tea

‘Til then

Roast a boar with me, friend

It’s time to fill with smirk and dread