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!"
2008 Update: The scaffold on which the hypocrite stands in judgement above the coward seeking shelter as the neighbor dangles between.
When hominids first organized
And sought superiority to apes,
They learned to write, ennobling lies,
And made wine from sour grapes.
They began to sculpt and rhyme and draw,
To replace lost hair with religion.
Finally man created law
To keep down competition.