‘The Lawyer’s Gown’

Said the briefless lawyer

To his experienced gown

"You seem so redundant

During this long lockdown …

"The way you are hanging

You seem sentenced to death.

And if I try to shake you up,

I can smell your musty breath."

The gown did not mind this

It was in no mood to fight

It was happy to provide shelter

To every bug, spider and mite …

But it did inquire gently …

"Sir,if I may dare to ask …

Isn't it you who are useless?

I can at least become a mask.."