From Saprophytes' Point of View | final version

I don't see the point why
It makes my brother wry
When someone dusts him nigh
Or cleans him on the sly
Last summer he did try
To phone a lawyer aye
A moral loss does lie
Under the world's blue sky
Whereby in my mind's eye
The lawyer's no wise guy
Who does in summer fly
Without a gown and tie
Why brother has black eye
Caused by the lawyer spry
Attack he did apply
And then he said "goodbye"