In a courtroom a lawyer stood up boldly. "My Lord, grant me just ten minutes for my argument, once my friend finishes his!" The judge leaned back, eyes twinkling. "Ten minutes? Not nine, not eleven? Are you a lawyer or a fortune teller?" He warned, "Decide wisely, counsel… because once I set the time, even the clock won’t dare disagree!" Let's see what happened thereafter.
A lawyer in a court with case in sight,
requested, for him, ten minutes is right!
Let me speak when my friend is done,
Just ten minutes in reply, then I’m gone!"
The judge leaned back and stroked his chin,
"Ten minutes? is it enough for a win?
Why not minutes eight , eleven or nine,
Sticking to ten only , will that be fine?
How can you know, down to the dot,
That this ten is all and not less or lot?"
The lawyer grinned and stood up tall,
"My Lord, I’ve argued big and small.
I know my words, I know the game,
Ten minutes will be just the same!"
The judge then laughed and shook his head,
"Are you a lawyer, as you said?
Or a fortune teller in disguise,
Guessing time with perfect eyes?"
The courtroom roared with claps and cheers,
The lawyer smiled but hid his fears.
Would ten be short? Would ten be long?
What if his guess was slightly wrong?
The judge then grinned and said, "Alright,
But don’t beg time for extra fight,
I’m not one to change the clock,
So make it quick—tick-tock, tick-tock!"
The lawyer gulped and took his seat,
Hoping his speech would be short and neat.
But a thought came in his mind,
What if I need some extra time ?
Ajay Amitabh Suman,
Patent and Trademark Attorney
Delhi High Court
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