Sung to the Tune: Same Auld Lang Syne Song by Dan Fogelberg

Discovered an old student in the grocery store
The heat was heavy Christmas Eve
I stood behind him in the snooty foods
And I grabbed him on his coat sleeve

He didn’t recognize my face at first
But then his eyes flew open wide
He went to vomit and he spilled his man purse
And we laughed until we cried

We took his groceries to the check out stand
The food was totaled up and bagged
We stood there lost in our embarrassment
As the chip reader lagged

We went to have ourselves a drink or two
But he was opposed to the common bar
We bought a pinot noir at the liquor store
And we drank it in his car

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to 1Ls
We tried to reach beyond law school emptiness
But neither one knew how

He said worked at a big law firm
That kept him warm and safe and dry
He would have liked to say he loved the firm
But he didn’t like to lie

I said the billables had been a friend to him
And that his sports car was very blue
But in his eyes I wasn’t sure if I saw
Doubt or gratitude

He said he saw me in the alumni news
And that I must be doing well
I said the teaching was heavenly
But the grading was Hell

We drank a toast to firm nonsense
We drank a toast to 1Ls
We tried to reach beyond law school emptiness
But neither one knew how 

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to 1Ls
Reliving, in our eloquence
Another “Old Law Syne”

The wine was empty and our tongues were tired
And running out of things to say
He gave a dollar donation to the school as I got out
And I watched his BMW 325i drive away

Just for a moment he was back at school
And felt that old familiar pain
And, as he turned to make his way back to the office
He remembered: That bastard didn’t give me an ….A…!!

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