Author Frederick Adam Wright We agreed that my fee should be twenty. Why then, When the pleadings are over, now only send ten? — " You scarce said a word, and you lost me my case" — Nay, you owe all the more, if I blushed in your place. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments