In the matter of me versus you
The law seems a bit of an ass
You always won when we were two
My reaction was always quite crass
In the matter of distribution of cash
The law seems a bit of a mess
They gave all my money to you
For the way I behaved I guess
In the matter of how I am now
The law doesn't care for my health
I sleep in a shed with a cow
And will never regain my past wealth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The law doesn't care for my health....Exact.