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Paul Laurence Dunbar - The Lawyers` Ways
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I`ve been list`nin` to them lawyers  
     In the court house up the street,
   An` I`ve come to the conclusion
     That I`m most completely beat.
   Fust one feller riz to argy,
     An` he boldly waded in
   As he dressed the tremblin` pris`ner
     In a coat o` deep-dyed sin.
   Why, he painted him all over
    In a hue o` blackest crime,
  An` he smeared his reputation
    With the thickest kind o` grime,
  Tell I found myself a-wond`rin`,
    In a misty way and dim,
  How the Lord had come to fashion
    Sich an awful man as him.
  Then the other lawyer started,
    An` with brimmin`, tearful eyes,
  Said his client was a martyr
    That was brought to sacrifice.
  An` he give to that same pris`ner
    Every blessed human grace,
  Tell I saw the light o` virtue
    Fairly shinin` from his face.
  Then I own `at I was puzzled
    How sich things could rightly be;
  An` this aggervatin` question
    Seems to keep a-puzzlin` me.
  So, will some one please inform me,
    An` this mystery unroll—
  How an angel an` a devil
    Can persess the self-same soul?
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