When just asked to bendSome have loved to crawlThey read no book of lawOnly the writing on the wallOnce upon a bygone timeThey folded hands to greetNow Big Lords prefer thoseWho are diving at their feetStill it is no longer enoughSimply to fix meals and wineAll aspirants need flexibilityLots of latex in their spineNo law school teaches thisMust be imbibed from infancyThe best bet for progressIs a degree in sycophancyShocked by what happens?Appalled by what you saw?All this is part of the futureVersions of the 'Rule of Law'...
