Wednesday, May 27, 2015


     Once Law was sitting on the bench,
        And Mercy knelt a-weeping.
    "Clear out!" he cried, "disordered wench!
        Nor come before me creeping.
    Upon your knees if you appear,
       'Tis plain your have no standing here."

    Then Justice came.  His Honor cried:
        "Your status? -- devil seize you!"
    "Amica curiae," she replied --
        "Friend of the court, so please you."
    "Begone!" he shouted -- "there's the door --
         I never saw your face before!"
 --Ambrose Bierce

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