Accelerated Rehabilitation Poem by James McLain

A misdemeanor hangs right above you.
Unmet reinvented,
without just cause simply whereof I because.
Safe houses harbor no children, full condos.
Unless adjudication,
is withheld, unknown by you one never challenged.
Prima facie stands mute,
and dress reversible, spoke of no allocution.
Revision of statutes to reflect is draconian.
Child care is where the dealers heart is a bargain.
Drug charges, drug testing sings of living in custody.
Once I loved the plain definition information of a felony.
D.U.I - is no problem if you,
come sit in the back of the car and rest here upon it.
Green some hand held, Idaho fat Mac potatoes,
I poised with the gun that once fired in upon them.
Federal Judges and State Judges,
and beautiful deep wells, public defended attorneys.
To be a Client is more than the world is my privilege,
and no attorney in Florida on the weak, rest our judgements.
By day it is right wrong court show cause order.
Where all is commercial and the law is delito.