A dope of fifteen junior years Shoots up a school and kills A bunch of kids who’ve nothing done To satisfy his thrills. So what’s a lawyer s’posed to do But sue the school and staff? Two hundred mil he’s asked in suits, Of course it’s such a laugh. The school and staff have no such funds, The taxpayers will pay - He’ll walk away with so much green While the killer’s put away. And now tornadoes ripped a path Through every inch of earth Destroying homes and businesses Within their spinning girth. So lawyers set in motion now The suits a buck to seek From businesses they claim were wrought Inadequate, too weak. How ‘bout this, just blame the ones Whose deed have wreaked the deed? Instead of raping citizens To feed your endless greed?