George needs a personal injury lawyer. The poor guy was rear-ended and can't work. The bills are piling up and the kids are in college. Kathleen offers some helpful advice.
He creeps into a dark corner of Molly's Pub in the room where the lawyers hang out, his walker pushed against the table where he nurses a stout, hoping to pick up some advice. Kathleen, the bar maid, hopes to cheer him up. Productive eavesdropping?
Things look glum. What he needs is someone who will work on contingency, something called, "no win, no fee."
Lawyer Life isn't fair, no siree
And a lawyer for you might be free
If you're broken and sad
Cause your injury's bad
And will work for you, "No win, no fee."
Though an injury case isn't fun
It is different when you are the one
Rendered blind, halt, or lame
When the insurer's game
Is avoidance in paying a sum.
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