Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Poem for John Mortimer

Brother John is moving on
To where the greatest wits have gone
Defender of the justly lewd
There wont be any more like you

Oxford born and Oxbridge raised
Grand master of the courts and stage
Divorce and murder innuendo
Silk success Chianti Cocteau

“No brilliance needed in the law”
His father blind before him saw
Common sense and fingernails
Is all that being ‘brief’’ entails

He circumnavigated Dad
His muse and literary launching pad
He found the secret of divorce
And championed sexual intercourse

He stood accused of flippancy
Became his Rumpole legacy
Author playwright at the bar
How I wonder where you are.

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